Lots to write about, but just no time to write it.

I’d say I have to make the time, but my wife always gets mad when I say that to her:

“Well, Denise, you just have to make the time if you want to do this.”

“Make what time?!? There is no time! You cannot make time. I have no time.”

Man, I love to get her riled up. It’s a perverse streak in me, but she knows I do it out of love. It’s just too much fun teasing her. I mean, the buttons are just there, waiting to be pushed. How can I resist? I love my wife. Anyone else would have killed me by now…