Thanks for the suggestion, Honeypot, and thank you for your input on my thread! Ellie, you're right on the money about the spinach tart. The veggie chili was the winner of the WOA award last night, though. He made it two nights ago, and then last night he served it again and asked me no fewer than 6 times if it was good! It was so ridiculous at a certain point that even he was laughing at himself. I said Boy oh boy this is good, and he said "This is really tasty, isn't it?" and "Wow, the flavors really sank in, didn't they?" and "This is just the perfect balance of spicy and vegetable flavors, isn't it?" and "Mmm, this is just so good, don't you think?" and on and ON! It was outrageous, really. And I of course affirmed each time and TRIED to compliment it before he complimented it himself, but each time he beat me to it. I mean, there was NO SPACE for me to enjoy it on my own, because he was down my throat with all the "ain't it fine" questions. So I finally laughed (after he had) and said "Would you like to talk about the chili?" and he laughed again, and I said "Boy, if you wanted to talk about something I'd made this much, that would make me very happy." To which he finally stopped asking the questions and I was able to give him one last WOA that is was the most SCRUMPTIOUS, DIVINE, STAGGERINGLY DELICIOUS veggie chili EVER. E-V-E-R.
This morning, though, fighting. He was really P/A with me and I couldn't let it go, calling him as he walked to the coop (after leaving the house) and picking a fight with him over it - well, picking a fight, but letting him know that his behavior really stunk. Ugh. It helps me see how just under the surface, tensions are still really high. I've decided to GAL big time over the next few weeks, just go out and do things and take care of myself (because no one else is!), before my daughter takes over my life. And dropping the rope on trying to get S. to respond to me whatever way. He's just not there, and it hurts, but that's how it is. He acn be really sweet and supportive, and the next day be completely detached. It's really disconcerting when *I'm* so up and down with hormones... I need some stability. So I have to create that for myself. Daily walks, meeting friends when i have time, and I'm going to start forcing myself to stop working at a certain hour and do somehting outside the house.
