Adventures with Allie
Some weeks are calm, productive and suspiciously well-behaved.
Other weeks feel like every appliance, vehicle, animal and bodily function in your household got together and planned a group project.
This was one of those weeks. My husband’s car started leaking gas. The baby had a blowout in the car seat. The washing machine broke. The dog headbutted a hole in the fence. A mystery splatter appeared on…
