The title of this blog is not going to match today’s post. It was originally planned to go with another post but the Hubster had to censor me and now I’m being defiant and cranky and wishing I had more mac & cheese in life.
Hubster said I have to file my original post in the “shit you can’t say out loud until I’m safely retired from the Navy” folder on my computer. Man, that’s going to be a fun fucking time when I can unload that folder onto you poor, unsuspecting people. There is enough humor, rage, angst, contempt and tom foolery to fill the Titanic.
And now I’m going to go chant “Serenity now!” to myself and grin, while inside my rage is festering on some ice cream with sprinkles.