Even Hitler Took a Holiday

My husband and I were at war for three days. From Sunday until last night, we were barely even speaking. It was me that kept the whole thing, like some Confederate officer that just wouldn’t throw in the towel. But, yesterday was a good day, and so I made sure that when he arrived home, I would make every opportunity to set the record straight. Last night was the first time in three nights I slept next to my own husband. Damn, that was good. Laying there next to my own personal Adonis for life, as he slumbered on his back, bare-chested, and yummmmmmmmm……


Forgiveness never looked so good!