The whole truth and nothing but the truth about my husband, his parents, and me - That Woman.
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
In which Primo redeems himself over the vaseline debacle by digging the salted caramel flavored frozen custard out from its hiding place in the chest freezer and preparing a bowl of salted caramel frozen custard with freshly-baked pie crust odds and ends on top for me
Two weeks before our wedding, my husband's parents called to tell him 1. they weren't coming and 2. he shouldn't marry me. Since then, I have gotten along with them about as well as you might think. PS They died hating me and disinherited my husband. PPS None of this is made up.
And now, Primo is running for state-level public office for the November 2018 election. And - it's not fun. For either of us.