I got this text from my little turd nice Hanna the other day...
She makes a good point. In all cases. I did get married. I haven't written a post here in forever. I don't know what to write now that I can't use my "I'm going to die alone and be eaten by my cats" shtick.
And, my husband "builds me adorable custom shelving":
|Adorable Custom Shelving|
I guess I'll have to write about funny things that happen to married people. Like, seriously, this guy has NO Netflix etiquette. He watches OUR show by himSELF just because I fall asleep everytime the TV is on.
It's not that funny. I know.