Occasionally, I allow the internet as a whole (or my 8 readers, to be specific) to be privy to actual conversations that occur in my home. Here is one, with my husband from Easter Sunday: H: “Where is my bunny?” Me: “I couldn’t find any this year.” (I left out that I didn’t begin shopping for candy until Friday afternoon but he’s aware of that, it just likely falls under the category of Things my wife says that I actually respond to but later swear to no prior knowledge.) H: “You always get me a bunny.” (He likes to dip them in peanut butter,Read More →