Bob laughed to himself that he was old fashion and just wasn't into the hip hop culture. Seeing these big guys with lots of jewelry and tattoo's just ...ade him uncomfortable at the least.Bob made a toast to the two husbands and bought them around of shots. "This will help you two relax a little tonight."Rick quickly chugged down the whiskey as he looked over at Dan who was doing the same. Someone started talking over the public address system and everyone in the club listened."May I have your. As you drive away, you both mutter, "can't see game, my ass," you with a frown of consternation and her with a vindictive grin.Got a problem with burglars? Let just one of them bad guys get close to her baby and you're calling the morgue for a pick up. Gentler sex my ass. Timid? not MY wife.We were living in northern Wyoming, when the sheriff came out to the house to check on another gun shot report in the middle of the night. The first thing he did was blip the siren at the gate so she'd know. She had acquired pride in herself. It was a subtle difference from the high self-esteem she had once possessed. Now she pointed to things and said, “I did that.” Now she talked about skills and said, “I know how to do that.” She had even taken up knitting as a hobby. She was a far different woman from the vacuous girl who boasted about how great she was without anything to back it up. She had depth.Both kids had taken part time jobs over the summer. They were surprised to learn that bosses. He even reminded me to take my binoculars and a bird book, which was just, like, really ... wow.Dr. Anna says he's a Generally Competent Person, and that they're useful. Really, really useful.But it was still a long flight, and Jake only let me have one glass of wine, even though he had three. I know, I know...We watched movies. We slept as best we could. It still sucked.I had weird dreams on the flight too. I dreamed of Mamma. Sometimes I was a little girl, and sometimes I was, like, me now..