Crazy up for today = H got his car fender-hit by an old man AND STAYED CALM. I am so impressed that he came over tonight and wasn't screaming at the top of his lungs.
S and I had made pie - we all crashed out together on the couch with full and happy tummies. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach. The way to my H's stomach is through pie.
I'm leary of this high but dare I say I feel happy and content!
