I am so blogging this

My husband is quite the goofball. I mean really, really, really a goofball. He makes me laugh more than any man on the planet. In this way (and many more, actually) he is just like my stepdad. Michael has some peculiar eccentricities. He prefers microwave popcorn (gag), absolutely hates trampolines and doesn't like rich chocolate-y desserts (what?!). Whenever these eccentricities reveal themselves to me, I giggle. And as I giggle, Michael always says something along the lines of "at least you have something to blog about".

Two days ago I brought him home a honey-bear; that is a plastic bear with honey in it. He prefers his honey to come out of a bear. This is not news to me, I've known about this little quirk for ages. But he was so excited about me bringing home the honey-bear that I found myself laughing like this was brand new information! Again he grinned at me (he has the most mischevious grin and glint in his eye) and says "I'll be looking forward to reading that on your blog", or something of that nature! So here I am, blogging about my honey's weird taste in honey!

“Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”