one of my favorite dinnertime conversations with my husband is when we discuss who we would date if a tragic, early death befell the other.

it’s so morbid.

it’s so fun.

it’s such a treat to be with someone who is secure (despite all my efforts).

side note: he has excellent taste. (obvs, we knew this, but these discussions have really driven the point home).

worst case scenario, he’s planning to jump into some of my online groups and ask “who in here has a red light?” and use that as a starting point. brilliant, actually (if he’s looking for another me, which…of course he is). if you happen to see him lurking in there, offer your condolences.

after all, anyone who knows me knows i’m a planner…and a wise woman once said “there’s no such thing as bad thoughts…only your actions talk.”

naturally, my second favorite thing is texting all our picks to enlighten/warn them.