Sometimes husbands are just tolerable. Sometimes they are superiorly awesome. Like for instance, just a few minutes ago, I was having a serious craving for Gardettos and fountain Coke. And a scratch lotto crossword. I just casually mentioned my wants, and Jeff dropped whatever it was he was doing, put his hat on and and headed to the nearest Jackson's. In 5 minutes, I had my fix. Now that, my friends, is love. I didn't expect him to go. Well, that's a lie. But he delivered it with a kiss and a smile and I know he didn't resent me for suggesting the errand. After 22 years together, and nearly 18 of them married, he and I have this pretty much figured out, I think. He does what I ask, and everything is good! I hope you know I'm kidding. I have no idea why our marriage works, but it does. And I'm not going to fix something that isn't broken!
PS--I won $5 on the scratch ticket! It paid for the gas at least!