So, this, to me, is a crystal-clear sign that hubby is finally on the mend after all his befuddling and painful medical issues of the past several months.
This morning, he awakened me with a cup of coffee, saying "President O has been shot in London, wake up!" -- and as my groggy eyes snapped open, he said,
"April Fools."
Yeah. Thanks, honey.
That's how I can tell his twisted black humor is coming back to life.
(Secret Service, if you ever scan this like you would an Al-Queda blog, IT WAS A JOKE. APRIL FOOLS, OK???)
Not a FUNNY joke, to be sure -- but I will never understand how that man's mind works. Never in a million years.
