“Okay, Brian, I think the cats are in the other room.”
“Yep, the coast is clear. Hit ‘play’! Oh boy oh boy oh boy this is gonna be so great oh boy oh boy here it comes –”
Let it goooo! Let it goooooo!
And I’ll rise like the break of daaaaawn!
Let it go! Let it gooooo!
That perfect girl is gonnnne!
Here I staaaand! In the light of daaaay!!
Let the storm rage oooooonnnnnn!!
THE COLD NEVER BOTHERED ME ANYWAY!!! YEAH! You GO, Elsa!!!
“Oh. Um. Hi, Karen.”
Please excuse me, readers. Clearly I need to have a talk with my husband about indulging Iggy. Again.
(I feel compelled to add this for the three people in the known universe who don’t recognize the song. I understand Disney’s being pretty lenient about copyright with things like this, but just in case: the song is from the Walt Disney animated film Frozen, it’s called Let It Go, and I DIDN’T WRITE IT! I DIDN’T! There. That oughta hold ’em.)
The Iggy Dialogues 
Seriously you’re a genius. Your posts never fail to make me laugh!
Aw, gosh. That’s quite an honor coming from you! 🙂
Lol Thank you but I’m nothing special 🙂
Oh, hush, you. Have you read your blog? You should — it’s really good. 🙂
And this is why I could never take to the stage with you again. Rehearsals were too much fun!
I remember our marriages fondly. I wonder if little Timmy ever learned to keep his hands off himself.
Good times!
Don’t know, can’t tell, who was funnier. Good job picking a hubby!
Willing to be silly is important.
He’s great. I’m a lucky woman. 🙂