Happy V-D.

Last night was a pretty good night for me and DH. He wasn't in his usual rages about work or whatever, which made life a lot easier. I really do sound like a battered wife, don't I? Damn. Sometimes writing things down makes them more real. Crap, crap, crap. Damn again. I have serious battered wife tendencies, and he has serious battering husband tendencies. Good thing we're in therapy. Hopefully we'll continue making progress, even if it is two steps forward one step back types of stuff.

So anyway, lots of snow this weekend, which was nice for the baby, even though he wasn't having anything to do with the snow. It's nice to look at but he wasn't going to be put down into that stuff.