Good Morning, Hope! thank you so much for the compliment, but I feel pretty unworthy of it. Sometimes I am so overwhelmed by the anxiety it is hard to keep my eyes off the ditch, so to speak.
However, I have slowly and painfully learned that when all else fails and I'm about to blow, the best thing to do is often just to shut up, look at him, smile and not say a word...or smile, not say a word, and walk off.
Lord knows, if I ever did what my instincts tell me to do, H would be permanently shaped like a pretzel, and ow would have returned to dust a long time ago!
