I am so fucking funny.

On my 'moms' email list, folks are discussing cooperative versus complementary marriages. One of the original posters wrote "complimentary" by mistake. I replied:

If I may... *complementary.* As in, pieces fitting together well.

A complimentary marriage would just be one in which you keep saying, "You're SO good-looking!".

Or perhaps it would be one that the salesgirl slips into your bag of purchased makeup.

I do make myself laugh sometimes.