It should be no surprise to anyone that the Man and I are a very sarcastic couple.  We make jokes all the time about everything.  If he wasn’t so easy on the eyes, I’d say it was his sexiest quality, that incredible sense of humor.  He has me laughing to the point of tears, to the point of not being able to breathe, to the point of peeing a little.  But when is a joke more than a joke?  Is sarcasm always funny?  Is laughter the best medicine? Continue reading →