I don't know when it started, exactly, but I do know I've been saying it for years. To JD. To my sister. To anyone bored enough to listen to me. I pride myself in efficiency, so if I could say one word instead of four, that's exactly what I'll do. So I kinda, sorta made one up. Well, it's more like an acronym I use to prove my point.

Whenever I disagree with something, I'll voice my dissension (oh, will I!) and if my point is later proven, I usually say, Itys! Pronounced It-tees. The acronym is for I Told You So. Itys! And if you ask anyone who I've told that to, they'll likely say it's the most annoying word. Ever.

A few days ago, JD and I stopped by the pet store for dog food. While JD was off reading health labels and fat content of kibble (I mean, really?!), I was in the clothing section. Obviously. It's for Polo, I insisted as I held up a miniature jacket. NO. JD always says no when I want to dress Polo in public, but I've somehow managed to sneak a few articles of doggy wear here and there. I whittled JD by the minute as we roamed the aisles, so by the time we arrived at the cashier he was all, Yes, buy it as long as you PROMISE TO STOP TALKING!!!

Yes, he used that many exclamation marks.

This morning on our walk, I dressed Polo in his jacket and took a picture of him…

I hope there are a few blog readers who'll have my back and agree my little porkchop looks fabulous. And if you do, I'll turn to JD and say, Itys!