Mawage

Mawage. Mawage is what bwings you this bwog post today.

It was recently brought to my attention (by my husband) that I do a whole lotta husband bashing on this site. I had no idea he actually read my fripperies (is that a word?), so when I found out how he felt, I figured I should set the record straight.

My husband is an amazing man. Why? Because he puts up with me. And that is a big deal because I am occasionally a sarcastic b*tch.

Okay, most of the time.

So, thank you, dear husband, for putting up with me instead of shooting me in the head. That's probably what I would do if I had to live with myself.

I can't promise I won't occasionally lament about dirty socks on the floor, but I will do my very best to present the good more often than the bad and the ugly.

Hooray for marriage licenses and possible  heat stroke!