I’m not sure what I am going to write about right now, I just feel the urgent need to post something new because I no longer want all of you secretly lusting after my merman husband. Yes, although only two of you, Juliana and Dani, admitted to viewing the abominable post, there are still over 250 viewers out there who have seen–and continue to look at–my husband’s body.
Joke’s on me.
Also, I’m just gonna throw this out there:
If I’m called to be the Cub Scout Den Leader for the Bears in my ward (WHATEVER that means), do I have to wear one of those weird scouting shirts? And more importantly, do I have to buy one of those weird scouting shirts for $40? Oh, and are boy scouts allowed to laugh or be laughed at?