Whoa..."obfuscates" That's a $3 word, Dave. Good thing you're not a cunctator.
Anyway, here's what happened yesterday. W calls me from the road. She is elated. She just won a big victory in a hearing on child custody modification on a case where she thought her odds were about 50/50. This is one of those "helping the downtrodden" cases she handles because they tug at her heart. In other words, the client probably won't pay her. However, she is practically bubbling with happiness. I remember the thread about complimenting her on her looks (don't do it) and, instead, complimenting her on her intellect, demeanor, knowledge, etc. Lots of kudos from me to her; I show lots of interest (which isn't difficult as her line of work is more interesting than mine); and lots of encouragement.
I decided not to apologize, because it would have dented the karma of the night, but decided to address it if it ever came up--you know it's gonna come back and bite me in the butt someday. Nothing "sexual" happened last night, mainly because I didn't even try, due to her period (yeah, she's one of those). But it was a nice night, held hands on the couch while vegging out in front of the TV. While talking about her case, she said something that gave me goosebumps: "This is what I went to law school to do." That's great for her, and great for me, because it means that she didn't quit her dream job to work a lousy job.
Hairdog - thinking about turning on the air-conditioner at home since it's going to get up to 89 with HIGH humidity.
