Love the story about the cake. I think your H is missing out not sharing his life with you. Anyone that can have cake batter splatter on them in the middle of the night and see the humor in it is someone worth being keeping.
I think you made the right move by not going to the football game. It may have been more upsetting than anything else. I think it took more determination not to go.
My fingers are crossed . . . off to the grand finals with your brother and girlfriend!
