One would think that living with my DH would cause me to be well versed in the art of sarcasm. Even after 5 1/2 years of marriage there are times when I'm not sure if he is being serious or if he's joking. One time he said "I hate you" to one of our friends after she complimented his new haircut. She knows that he is (in his own words, not mine) a "sarcastic jerk", but still couldn't help but wonder if he was being seriously mean.

I said all that just to preface a story about something embarrassing I did. One of the recent posts on Daddy Types featured commentary on an article about a magazine cover that shows the bare breast of a breastfeeding mother. Some of the people interviewed in the article are disgusted by the cover and also by breastfeeding in public. One of the interviewees stated that he thinks breastfeeding is an intimate moment that should be shared privately between infant and mother. Well, I think I misunderstood the stance Daddy Types took on the issue and wrote a rather passionate comment on that particular post. Now, I'm pretty sure the Daddy Types writer was agreeing with the anti-nursing-in-public wackies in a very tongue in cheek sort of way. I totally missed the sarcasm and thought he was teaming up with their "Breastfeeding? Eeewwe gross!" attitude. You can read what I wrote here. It's the one posted by eipwek. Sorry Daddy Types, your hilariously trite sarcasm was totally wasted on me. My husband would be ashamed of me.

The thing that made me realize that the Daddy Types writer was (I hope, but still not 100% positive. Dang it!) being facecious was a comment another reader posted: "Dear daddytype think there was some sort of HTML error and you forgot to close your sarcasm tag . It might be throwing some people off." Doh! In the words of Emo Philips on Weird Al's UHF as his face was being soaked with fake blood from his severed thumb, "Is my face red!"

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