kritt & bristen

On a more serious note…

Just because your family lines suggest that divorce may be inevitable…does that mean you are doomed?

A good friend of ours seems to think that marriage is not an option.  Why spend money on a ring that will end up in a pawn shop shortly after a divorce?  Why do girls always have the perfect ring selected in their mind when statistics show that because of today’s divorce rate they won’t be wearing that ring for very long?  Here’s a lil’ info for all you Negative Nancys out there….

Characteristics of individuals that have a higher probability of divorce include:

• younger age at time of marriage 
• lower education 
• has children from a previous relationship 
• cohabitation prior to marriage

Your family tree doesn’t choose your marriage destiny; be the change you wish to see.

Have you been in a situation when you know it’s inappropriate to laugh, but that makes you laugh even harder?

We find ourselves in this situation more often than not.  You can only stifle the laughter for so long before you start making awkward noises that make others feel uncomfortable.  It gets to the point where it’s actually painful and you no longer remember what you started laughing at.  How do you recover from this?  Evacuate the situation and continue laughing?  Or stand up to the condescending stares and say, “What?  You know it’s funny.”

Next time this happens to you, remember that laughter is the best medicine.  So laugh harder and louder because it’s contagious.  Someone’s got to spread this disease and it may as well be you.

Across the universe I go to other galaxies

Just tell me where you want, just tell me where you wanna meet

I navigate myself myself to take me where you be

Have you ever seen someone standing on the street who has just received a text?

The look on their face is priceless.   What did they just receive?  Was it good news…or maybe a naughty pic?

Today we saw a construction worker who was smiling and texting instead of doing his job.  We think he just got a flirty text from the girl that shacked at his apartment last night.  He was thinking, “Welp…that 50 bucks in drinks and cab fare was well worth it.”  Now all the construction crew has gossip to talk about until at least Wednesday.

Next time you get a text in public, beware of your facial expressions.  Never know who’s making up their own story for you.