WITH JAYSON HOME FROM IRAQ AND THE LAST YEAR BEHIND US, I COULD EASILY STOP WRITING. BUT THEN HOW WOULD I TELL YOU THAT MY HUSBAND CAN'T GO TO THE BATHROOM WITH A SHIRT ON AND THAT I USED OUR KITCHEN SCISSORS TO TRIM THE GRASS THIS SUMMER? So, for YOUR sake, I will keep writing. (You're welcome.)
I SHOULD WARN YOU: OUR LIFE ISN'T ALWAYS "CLEAN". SO, BE PREPARED FOR PLENTY OF FOUL LANGUAGE, DISGUSTING HUMOR, AND WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION.
