It's funny, but has some good advice. Like one woman posts that she is complimenting her H rather than nagging him.
But, it is mixed in with some funny stuff. Not sure I should have done this, but I forwarded one story to my H. It was a story about how a W introduced her H to "her" and he began to spend more and more time with 'her' and buying 'her' presents. Then, she decides to get her H back, but on that day, he calls to say he had been in a car accident.
Here's the end... Arriving, I saw him. He was fine. Not even a scratch. Thank you, Supreme Being of the Universe. But then I saw her. She looked terrible. Her body seemed broken, and what once seemed a stronger spirit from whom I could only declare defeat, now seemed fragile and vulnerable.
The experts were called in. The specialists gave us no hope. She would never be the same again. I tried to console my husband.
"She's not in any pain."
My sympathy fell on deaf ears.
When they announced she was gone, my husband sank into a sorrow. A thick, black and consuming sorrow. What would be strong enough to pull him from this unreachable place'
A whisper came to my ear: friends and family.
Today, I am having a wake. She was my friend. She was my enemy. She was my husband's other love. And from my guilt, I feel I must make it up to them both for all the resentment and distrust. And from my heart, I write this with humor and love.
After all, she's gone now. My husband says nothing will ever replace her. He is factually right...
They don't make parts for a 2003 Mercury Marauder anymore.
At least that's what the insurance company says.
LOLOL.
I changed the car to his car, which he loves more than me. (Definitely) I bought his car a rhinestone collar as a joke recently, it hangs from 'her' mirror. I know he will read the story thinking that I am throwing his EA back in his face, but hopefully he will get to the end and laugh.
right back at you. 
