makes me happy.
You know, not much in everyday life gets me fired up.
I'm not bragging here, just saying; there's not much that gets me fired up.
Except when, in the midst of a discussion, Kev tells me...
Anyone? Anyone else know what I'm talking about?
So I've decided, the next time Kev tells me I'm mad during a conversation I'm going to...
lick his nose!
I mean, it's got to be a better experience then feeling the RAGE!
Take this as your first and final warning sweet husband of mine.