Last night at about 9:30 my time H texted me about this survival show thats based in Alaska, I think its on the discovery channel. He said that he was watching it thinking that we could totally do that. (WE?) I sent him one back saying that I had seen and yes, we (WE?) would rock it. Only if he chopped the wood though. He replied saying that "I dont have a problem with that babe!" (BABE?)

Lo and behold when I asked him what he was up to he said that he was drunk in his hotel room. Of course. He told me how much I rocked and that I was awesome and all that, and I told him I had to go to bed. At ten.

I would love to ask him today just how much he had to drink last night. That was the first time he has been that affectionate in well over a year. Liquor induced, I know. I think that if I brought it up I would embarrass him and he would take most, if not all of it back. I think that Ill just enjoy the 20 minutes that I had with the man I married and leave it be. Who knows, maybe this cracked open the door.

I wish that was how he really felt, and that he didnt have to be hammered to tell me, but I just cant count on that, I dont want to put my faith into a drunken text messaging one night stand.

I guess I gave the wrong finger to the wrong man...