Deep Thoughts on a Snowy Day

All political talk shows should be on Comedy Central.  They kill me.  There is positively NOTHING funnier than watching a bunch of old white guys short-circuiting their pacemakers while discussing the national deficit.  I bet television networks are required to obtain a separate insurance policy prior to the appearance of a guest commentator just in case the guy’s nervous, statistical dropping energy randomly combusts into a pile of shooting flames right in front of Bill O’Reilly who never even notices because he was too busy interrupting himself.  Read on. 

Whenever I want or need Mike to do something that is going to cost him a lot of money I promise him a “favor”.  Well, as you might imagine after 10 years I have racked up a significant debt.  I have my own “personal” 14.7 trillion dollar deficit within my own marriage.  I informed him the other day that I was filing for bankruptcy like I have been saying the United States should just do the entire time.  I mean seriously, is China reeeeaaalllly going to send in that Neanderthal “Dog the Bounty Hunter” and repo the entire country?  Doubt it.  Because then if the United States had any balls whatsoever they would just stop importing Hello Kitties and POOF, there goes 95% of their national income.  See, they scratch our back we scratch theirs.  Duh. 

Oh but Erin, how does this analogy pertain to your marriage?  Marital contributions are unquantifiable; Mike is China.  He would never demand loan payment because I would simply stop production on laundry, grocery shopping, childcare, cooking, transportation and infrequent yet rewarding trysts.   Someone should really elect a housewife for president.  XO