I learned something last night. Husbands have stress too. It's not only women who are pulled in a million directions. Men typically don't emote like we do. So last night when I was rhyming off to Michael the things he doesn't do, it caught me off guard when he said to me: "I'm not a bad guy you know."
I saw his bottom lip trembling and realized that in this madness of life, he too feels the pressure at work, at home, with his food blog, helping me second shoot, errands and family obligations and just the tug of life's various different demands in general.
I've got a good man, who's always striving to be a better man.
For that, I am grateful. I love you Michael. And here's a little Pearl Jam just for you. I know that band is your second love in life :)