You Sir, Are Forgiven

Timmy and I honestly don't fight much. Spats here are there, yes, but real "I am so not talking to you" kind of fights, not so much. But the other day....I don't think I slept two hours in a row on Monday night. When 7 am Tuesday rolled around, I was BEAT! But Mr. Sunshine decides he is going to lay in bed until 8ish and then come rolling downstairs after I already have the kids fed and ready for school. I was mad or as Tim later put it, "not in a very talkative mood." He was already scheduled to play in an all day golf tournament and was gone all day. When it was 11PM and he still hadn't bothered to check in, I was furious! After he left for work this morning, I found $600 on the counter. Turns out they went to play poker after finishing golf and Tim was the big winner. Being ever so smart, he told me to spend it on golf clubs for myself. Ah yes, conciliatory wads of cash will get you everywhere. Forgiven.