Hello everybody,

H woke early this morning and rushed to work. Not a very happy camper, but I totally ignored it

I went to carpool and then to work and saw his car in front of his office (it is on my way to work: no snooping involved). So I dropped in to take him to breakfast. Well not in because he got out before I could get in, but we did go to breakfast together.

He was in a horrible mood at first, saying he was late and very busy, so I told him, quite matter of fact, "Well I only invited you to come to breakfast if you wanted, you do not have to stay if you do not have time." He grudgingly admitted he was going to stop for breakfast anyway. Once fed, he seemd in a slightly better mood and when we parted he held my hand in the parking lot and even kissed me briefly (of course I had my pink lipstick on, Pam ). He said he'd try to get home early so that we could make fondue (we'll see).

A few minutes later I run into him at work and he was all nice and as he was leaving he kissed me in front of everybody (only a peck on the lips, but it counts) and said ILY. He has never been big on kisses (even his mistress -her definition- complained about it).

Anyone has the instruction manual to this guy? Where are the engineers when one needs them?

"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little" Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"