tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733853038584387044.post1989363729239699883..comments2008-02-26T13:55:58.846-05:00Melanie Marienoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733853038584387044.post-70508719345853825232008-02-26T13:55:00.000-05:002008-02-26T13:55:00.000-05:00Ah my dear, I was in this exact same place two days ago (minus the fish). Oddly ODDLY enough I was talking to my 19 year old son about feeling pretty low and he said "Oh, Mom, you know guys get over that stuff way faster than women do."<BR/><BR/>And sonofabitch if he wasn't right.<BR/><BR/>Still, the internal bruises were why I wrote my story, and I know you understand.<BR/><BR/>Hang in there. This doesn't mean the brand new sparkly relationship is doomed. Just means the bastard needs a little more training. *evil grin*Britt's Mom (Nanna)http://whatsanna.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733853038584387044.post-34004080628691215102008-02-26T09:06:00.000-05:002008-02-26T09:06:00.000-05:00muahhhhahahaaaa, I love it!<BR/><BR/>Next time we are in the middle of a fight and he demands to know what is for dinner... I might consider fixing something for him!Melanie Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12875734830943937652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733853038584387044.post-34688825035728098902008-02-25T20:21:00.000-05:002008-02-25T20:21:00.000-05:00The good news is when you get tired of the fish you have on-hand, fresh appetizers (I suggest garlic and herb butter)...<BR/><BR/>What? I mean really...just a thought.The Kept Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06139481165589786016noreply@blogger.com