Everyone is doing it, and we all know I am nothing if not a follower. You know what I’m talking about, that day of thanks through the month of November game. I’m going to throw in a couple of twists, though. Instead of writing every day and posting it for all to gloss over in their news feed read on Facebook, I’m going to post just once week and do it here on the website. Maybe you’ll read it. Maybe you won’t. Either way, I’ll remember in my moments of misery that there is a lot to be grateful for in this overwhelming life I’ve built for myself. Ready, set, go! Continue reading
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? 
