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You're Funny, Honey!

I was driving to work this morning and cracking up as I listened to the local radio station’s latest promotional challenge. As we head into Valentine’s Day, the station wants to send a prize to the couple that sends in the most humorous memory in their marriage.

My memory is when we were newlyweds and preparing for the first presidential election we would be voting in as a married couple. In fact, it was the first time I was old enough to vote and I was excited as I responsibly researched the candidates and filled out my registration papers. The day finally came and proudly, we drove to the voting poll right after work. In the most serious manner, my new husband questioned if I had my voter’s registration card and list of candidates I wanted to take into the booth with me. Then he went on to instruct me that after I sign in at the poll, I would be asked to place my hand on my heart and say the Pledge of Allegiance. It got quiet in the car as I repeated the Pledge over and over to myself in my mind as he drove. After I voted, I slid into the front seat of the car gleefully. I exclaimed that I was proud to be an American and proud to cast my very first vote! I, then, admitted that the volunteer did not ask me to say the Pledge and I certainly did not offer to! He looked at me with tears in his eyes, he was laughing so hard that he was able to pull such a fast one on me.

If you write a post today about a humorous memory in your marriage, please invite me to read it!

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  1. This cwacked me up! Sometimes, I too have a big "G" on my forehead (gullible) but I can no longer blame it on blond hair!

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