I’m driving somewhere when my phone rings.
She’s calling to tell me that TLC’s “No Scrubs” is playing on the radio. She and the kids are listening to it. She tells me that she hasn’t heard the song in a long time. Then she says, “You’re the exact opposite of a scrub.”
That’s what she called to tell me. I’m no scrub.
And I kind of loved it.
That, my friends, is true love.