The Stacks

Sigh...what a week!
Monday seems like a month ago- and I have no idea what happened to Tuesday and Wednesday.
Today, well... to borrow the old weather proverb, it came in like a lamb and went out like a lion!
ROAR.

But you'll be happy to know I'm in one piece, and Mr. M is in one piece... we each are in one piece- not the same piece... like grandma's stale Christmas candy... we are separate, individual pieces.
So I guess you could say we are in pieces, depending on how you look at it...

Mr. M. endured a lovely PB& J sandwich for dinner, I opted for the PB& H(oney).
It was great-but I felt guilty for not cooking.
He said he didn't mind... he said he was "not that hungry."
I chose to believe him.
He really likes me- I really like him too.

Tomorrow night we go to Butch Heath's marriage seminar-
It should be very informative.
My FIRST marriage seminar- how exciting is that?!

Hmmm...I wonder if he'll lecture wives on the folly of PB&J dinners as opposed to a home- cooked, hot meal...
If I really get convicted, I'll have to nuke it next time.

I'm tired.
Now off to bed with a prayer...
Thank You Lord-