Jonathan is the punner of all puns. Once he gets started it is hard to make him stop too. I try to ignore it, but still have to give my little “ha” to every pun or else he just sits there pouting. Usually I am the only one that catches it when we are with other people. I have tried to limit him to just 1 or 2 when we are out in public, but it doesn’t always work. It can still be kind of embarrassing even after almost 6 years of marriage. (Sorry honey bucket, but it’s true).

Well imagine my surprise when I told him to check out my new blog header this month and the man didn’t even catch my play on words. All he had to say was, “You spelled ‘joking’ wrong.” OH MAN!

In case any of you are thinking that I spelled “joking” wrong, I know. I meant to. It’s a picture of Easter eggs. Get it? “No ‘yoking’ matter.” ??? Okay, fine. I cracked myself up and that’s all that matters to me.