Laughter is my best friend.

My oh my. I live a funny life. My child and husband are pretty much hilarious. They do the most outrageous things at times and it makes me one happy woman. I never laugh more with anyone else than I do with these two people. I thought I would share a few of my funny moments with my life and I will add to this as our life goes. What a wonderful thing to be able to look back and reminisce on.

Kristopher L Privitar. My hunk of a husband.

*Kris returned from the field*
Me: Anything excited happen?
KP: Well I fell asleep so the Lt said that he would give any Marine a 3 day weekend if he would wake me up with a bull horn.
Me: So did anyone do it?
KP: Nope. They were all too scared to wake me up.
Me: How many Marines were there?
KP: 20 something
Me: *laughing* So 20 something grown ass men are afraid of you but I'm not. 


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Farting is a normal happening in our household Mainly by my husband...mostly by him.

I've been caught telling Kris that he smells like balls. We're in our bedroom when Ellie walks in immediately after Kris had let one loose (if you catch my "drift) and she stops dead in her tracks, contorts the funniest face and says "DAD! Ewww... You smell like BALLS!"

Moral of the story? I need to watch what I say. Because an innocent word such as "Balls" can be turned! ;)

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My little Ellie Bug and I making faces

Ahhh!!! This was a day or two before Kris' return from Afghanistan.

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Silly girl helping dad with gear. PEACE!

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The DAY my husband returned from Afghanistan we went to go pick up his gear. While driving out of the parking lot, two Marines (who are in Kris' plt, also just returned) were walking in front of our car slowly carrying heavy packs on their backs.

KP: HEY! Get the F*&% out of the way!

(I was expecting them to give him a dirty look and continue walking slowly)

Marines (In near perfect unison): "Aye SSGT!" followed by running across the parking lot.

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Me: Kris, your guys probably hate you because you're a d-bag to them.

KP: Nope, they don't.

Me: Yeah right, every time we run into them they stare at you in fear like daddy just got home and he might be drunk.

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More to come soon!