I keep reading about these horrendously funny autocorrect disasters online.

Today it happened to me.

A friend texted me to catch up.

"Yeah," he said. "Jen is pregnant; due in a couple of months. We're super excited, and currently looking for condoms, so we can have more space for the baby."

Uh...

I think he meant to say CONDOS!

Unless he's saying that they're getting serious about birth control, so their kid won't have to share a room with a sibling...

Today the Husband and I were walking down the street in Manhattan.

"Hey, do want to go to Zabar's?" I asked.

"Why do you want to go to a gay bar?" responded the husband.

Hmm..maybe it's time for someone to get his ears cleaned out by the doctor.

It's just so heartbreaking to read about what's happened in Japan recently.

Fortunately, everyone I know there is ok. Well, so far. If the radiation leaks are contained.

But from what I've heard, it's been as orderly and un-chaotic as it can be, given the circumstances.

People all over the world are so surprised to hear there's been pretty much no crime like looting, violence, etc.

It reminds me of a story a good friend told in 1995, when he was in Kobe during the Great Hanshin earthquake.

He said everything was flattened and desolate. There was no electricity, no food, no water.

He took a walk to a neighborhood convenience store, whose doors were opened but whose owners were nowhere to be found.

He said everyone in the neighborhood was there, lined up in an orderly fashion, entering the store in small groups so as not to mob it.

There was a pile of money on the checkout counter. People kept adding to it on their way out - paying for their groceries as they left.

Tonight I was flipping channels when I came across the season finale of The Bachelor.

The Bachelor was telling one of the last remaining women (both of whom were vying for his affections) that she was being eliminated. He was picking the other woman.

The rejected woman was sobbing and wailing.

The Husband is a man of few extraneous words.

After a few moments, he said, "I don't understand why she's so upset. Shouldn't she just kick him in the balls and walk away, and be done with it?"

Well put, my dear. Well put.

During my community orchestra's rehearsal tonight (we rehearse in a church in Midtown Manhattan), I accidentally gave myself a papercut.

The church sexton very kindly dug around the back office, and found me the following Jesus bandage.

Pretty stylish!

Another quiet, romantic evening in the THB household.

We made dinner, sat on the couch together, had wine.

...And watched an episode of Bully Beatdown.

Since we both like martial arts, we're both unashamedly into this show.

Hey, they say couples who have common interests have longer-lasting marriages.