I went to confession yesterday. Among many other things, I confessed to bickering–and yes even fighting–with my wonderful husband. The Priest asked me, “Why do you fight with your husband?” My answer, “Because God gave me red hair.” He seemed mildly amused, but then we moved on to more serious topics.
I received some great advice and a very interesting Penance.
When it comes to your husband, say little, overlook much.
When it comes to your children, say much, overlook nothing.
Get more sleep.
On that note, I’m off to bed. Tomorrow I’ll post on the venereal disease epidemic amongst American Youth. (I know, nice transition.)