Passing

Passing is a such a great thing to do. Think about it...you're stuck behind a slow-moving car. What do you do? You pass. Or somebody offers you a venison casserole made from meat their step-brother shot last season...you pass. Or you eat the casserole and feel terrible...well, you get the point. Passing is good. And my wife, The Mrs, can pass with the best of them. Exams, I mean. She blew through her most recent licensing exam like a bad casserole. Go Mrs.! She is so smart!

Now just 7 more to go.