Laughter (And Love) Is The Best Medicine, Part 2

(I have been feeling inexplicably blue lately.)

Me: “I think I’m broken.”

Husband: *hugs me)* “Aw, I’ll lend you my body until you’re not broken anymore.”

Me: “No, I mean my brain. My brain chemicals are broken.”

(He ‘raspberries’ my forehead.)

Me: “What…?”

Husband: “I’m mixing up your brain chemicals.” *raspberries again* “Feel better?”

Me: *laughs* “Yeah!”