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.
I don’t know how long it will last, but the Dearly Departed and I had a long talk the other night.
See, he didn’t know that his sweet tooth was severely cramping the family style.
He did notice the expanding wow waistline.
So, he’s going to cut back on his sugar intake, and I’m going to be less of a Harpy when it comes to his play time.
Yes, I said Harpy.
Listen, I’ve tried to be nice, I’ve tried to find humor – but honestly the only thing that “the game” brings out in me is my true Harpy, shrewish nature.
I’m strong enough to admit it, so there.
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