Just in case...
(I've moved this to the top of the blog as it was pointed out to me recently that many people do not read disclaimers. Now that it's at the TOP of the page, you can't blame me if you miss it.)
I'm sure most of you realize this blog is meant in fun and is in no way intended to hurt anyone's feelings, mar my husband's excellent reputation, or to be derogatory towards or defame "the game". This is my subtle attempt at satire, and also a place for people like me who simply don't understand "the game" or it's pull to many successful, middle aged men and women. Please do not send me hate mail regarding the topic, or messages telling me how immature I am for creating such an outlandish blog. Thank you.
These are actual things I’ve heard my Dearly Departed say while playing “the game”…
When asked by our 10 year old Daughter - “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to the undercity so M can barf on me, and I can barf on him”…
(Seriously, too much “candy” will do this to you, it’s not just Dum Dums and Snickers bars…)
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