Just wanted to tell you all that H and I survived our weekend together, and had a good time.
Was not as "romantic" as I had hoped, but we had fun and only tense moments were on the drive up when the Alien appeared in the car.
I just acted "as if". I knew it was because he was hung over from his late night at the pub on Thursday and was not prepared to leave for our trip. He was also jealous, I think, that I had been at a golf outing Friday during the day. I had worked very hard on Thrusday night to get everything around and ready. I was organized and ready to go. He was not, and felt hot, dusty and tired as well.
Oh well. It passed and we had fun for the rest of the weekend
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
