"In the glovebox?"
He nodded. "Yeah...do you mind?"
Anne pressed her thumb against the catch, and the glovebox door fell open with a click. She expected clutter, the usually fare: owner's manual, maybe some gum, old ketchup packets, napkins, even a condom. What she really expected was the condom.
"Latex gloves?" she asked as she handed them across the console.
Ryan smiled and pulled on the gloves. "I don't leave fingerprints this way."
The first week of school is always a ride. One of those scary, carnival rides that unfolds from the back of a truck. A couple of loose bolts and...
Alan W. Davidson was kind enough to bestow the "One Lovely Blog Award" on The Other Aaron, and I thank him for his kind words.
So it is my charge to forward this honor to bestow this award on another unsuspecting party. I visit many blogs on a regular basis (daily, although this week has met with some "what do you mean I am working full time again" hiccups), so the choice is a difficult one.
When I harken back to the early days of my "career" as a blogger, I remember one of my first visitors. Her blog is funny, spontaneous, and honest. I've called Catherine J. Gardner the "glue" that holds my blogging circle together, and I haunt The Poisoned Apple with good company. It is my pleasure to pass the One Lovely Blog Award to Ms. Gardner in the hope that she will accept and follow the rules:
1. Accept the award, and don't forget to post a link back to the awarding person.
2. Pass the award on.
3. Notify the award winner(s).
Have a lovely weekend, everyone. I know I will.