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@JordaNinja & @ABombshell: Good Luck!!! Love you guys!



My dearest son,
What the hell is wrong with you? You are 11 months old, did you miss the memo about sleeping through the night? I was willing to over look it in the beginning, since you were premature and everything. But now? You look like a miniature sumo wrestler, and if your doctor was correct and weight is the major factor in sleeping through the night, then you should be sleeping for days at a time. You do not take naps and you do not sleep at night. Have mommy and daddy done something to make you mad? Not to keep bringing it up, but we do both have very hectic careers that require some sleep. Okay, well thats all for now, see you in a couple hours.
Love,
Mom

I listen to this station from the time I leave for work till the time I get home. It has single handedly resolved my road rage issues, while it simultaneously started my obsession with listening to stand-up comedy. I guess there are worse things you could enjoy, again, a bad drug habit. I thought I would use tonight's post to share a few of my favorite comedians from the comedy station with you...
...and the list goes on and on. Take some time and visit their sites, it is definitely worth the laugh.

I believe that it is healthy for a couple to have some competition in their relationship. It keeps things exciting and fun. Well I take competition to a whole other level and last night SWEET VICTORY WAS MINE! My husband is a typical man, and is completely engrossed in sports. He watches football, golf, baseball, NASCAR, in fact, if it has a fantasy league that he can participate in, he watches it.
Me, on the other hand, could care less about sports, unless I am at a sporting event, and then I am only there for a hot dog, some peanuts and a beer. But lately I have found it quite amusing to pick a team, race car driver, etc. just to spite my husband. I will pick whoever I think can beat whichever team my husband is loyal to. Well my husband is a die hard Steelers fan. I chose to root for the Eagles this year. Last night’s gloat-fest was so much fun, I should probably feel guilty! My team will be moving on to the Super Bowl, and my poor husband’s team will get to spend some time resting at home, watching the game. I really thought he was going to cry...especially this morning, when I kept text messaging his phone at work with the words “who is a loser? my husband is a loser...”
Good Luck in the Super Bowl Eagles! I will be watching (but only to see the commercials, as I do not need to worry about the score… my victory has already been achieved).