“Do we have to go to the grocery store?”
I look in the mirror at the back seat and smile. A few years ago my daughter might have said that but not anymore. She’s driving herself to school now so she’s off the hook. I have to go alone...
Next week is the one-year anniversary of Glimsen. That means I’ve written roughly 100 blog posts related to some type of beauty. I’m marking that milestone in a few different ways, including sending out a reader survey (more on that next week), looking back at where we’ve come from and, I’m pretty sure, having a piece of chocolate cake....
Vegetables. I wasn't a fan. Under duress and my parents' watchful eyes, I would take a bite of green beans and shiver as it went down. And squash? I thought it just might be the death of me.
I've since learned that scores of other adults are walking around relatively unscathed from vegetable encounters in their youth. Maybe you're one of them, too...
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