The Husband made a special request that I post this for you all.
He mumbled something about disaffected youth and early MTV and made a comment about having eaten cat food on a dare in high school.
Apparently, these three things are somehow related? I’m not sure.
His song choice provides a great intro to today’s essay.
(An essay The Husband does not know I have been working on for some time.)
Some surprises are good surprises. Some songs are great songs. And today, I aim to give you (and The Husband) a good surprise to go with the The Husband’s fantastic song.
Let Tuesday commence! We will dance it out!
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