He's Finally Getting It

I thought it was just me. Turns out, I'm not alone. That is, in my irrationality.


It all became so clear the other day when my husband stated emphatically that my lip gloss tasted like the smell of cigars.


......huh?


That's what I said. Yeah, and I think spring makes me think of polka dot blog templates. Yes, I pride myself in being irrational. Sometimes. I like to think of those as my special, creative times. But I love pinning my husband on his unwary boffles. Oh how exciting since generally this category is reserved for...I'm not going to say it. Ah, what a womanly feeling. Or maybe I should say womyn with a "y." That also makes me feel better, and it's so....rational as well. Why don't you tone up that estrogen, and give it some giggles. Join the club, sweety.