My husband is worried.

My husband is worried that the Yard Retard is going to see the previous post and get upset.  I think I woke up in an alternative universe today.  My husband is never worried.  NEVER.  Ok, well if the house was on fire and he couldn't get his video games out my husband would worry -  any other time NO.  I'm the worry wart, I'm the one who obsesses over that kind of stuff.

1st - the Yard Retard is not going to be perusing my blog.

2nd - the Yard Retard does not know I have a blog.

3rd - the Yard Retard would not lower himself to read my blog if he knew about it.

Husband why are you worried about this, are you trying to impress him.  Do you want to bond over some manly thing?  You were the one that gave him that nickname.  Trust me he'll never find out, but if he does do you think he might plant St. Augustine and have a normal yard like the rest of us?