Just the other day, I noticed a giant crack stretching across the entire front bumper of my periwinkle minivan. I didn’t really care how it looked, but it did stress me out a little. After all, I didn’t want it to fall off, drag against the ground, or cause an accident.
When my husband got home, I asked him what he thought we should do.
“It’s a nice car,” he said. “We should probably get it fixed.” [Read more...]