I know. I hate being blamed too. I'm on board with the honesty, but I've got to say, I don't ask too much these days. My H doesn't say much either. I'm sure he's not telling me lots, but I truly don't care. Sometimes when I look at him I just see him standing there in his tights and cape with the I in the C on the front (Captain Insane-O). It makes me smile.
