A grocery store helper called me a “little old lady.” I'm sorry... WHAT? 😄 The young guy helping me with my groceries was feeling a bit chatty as we walked towards my car parked beside one of those trucks that could probably pull my entire neighborhood behind it. I opened the trunk of my car and he exclaimed with quite surprise, "Oh, I thought we were going to that truck. But then I thought, "I can’t imagine this little old lady driving a big truck like that." Let’s just pause right there. Little old lady? I laughed in that moment, Continue Reading