Internet Crushes are just about the best kind.

Wow, I didn't realize how big a blind crush the Internet has on my husband. My inbox this week represented the 1950's and my email this week sent feminism reeling backwards 15 years at least. I wish I was kidding when I tell you a sentence in one of these emails read exactly like this: "Why don't you try being happy you even have a man." This sentence was followed by a long drawn out summary of all the relationships which had failed this particular woman in the last 10 years.

Not listed was this reason: Sends stupid email to people on the internet implying they should take whatever stupidity is dumped at their feet just to "have a man".

It's true though, bitching about one's spouse in a public forum is not exactly "awesome" but what I didn't tell you is all the stuff which would make me a true asshole. So I'll accept your scorn Internet. I'll accept your blind love for my spouse, and I can hardly blame you. Even with the stupid bull shit I can't quit him, but I also know there are plenty of people out there with truly amazing husbands who sometimes act like ass hats.

I act like an ass hat sometimes too. Although, I'll never run a marathon and also strand myself in New York City without a map, phone or money. But who knows what other stupid thing I'll do, like, I don't know let the pasta pot boil over. Or maybe I forgot a few times to pull the jeans out of the dryer before they were bone dry. I mean we can all do really annoying things.

Thankfully Logan's jeans are generally less expensive than a trip to run a race in one of the most expensive cities in the United States. But sure, both are pretty annoying I guess.

Here's where I explain to the Internet how relationships work. "Sometimes Mommies and Daddies have disagreements. And that's okay. The most important thing is how Mommies and Daddies work through their problems."

This website is volume upon volume of me venting my most intense frustrations. I vent the hell out of them and eventually I figure it out. Does anyone remember the year I cried about my weight? Or the year I wallowed in my (relative) poverty? Who can forget the 37 years I cried about my stupid house.

And look! We figured it out. I work through things while bitching about them. My husband's hobby to family ratio is a little out of proportion right now. I'm bitching about it right now and we're figuring out how to fix it.

So don't worry Internet, I am annoyed with my husband right now and I'm sharing it with you. I'll get over it, find a solution to this particular irritation and move on.

I hope those of you who have emailed me about your particularly horrible spouses, who are admittedly 100 times worse than my husband, and about how I need to be thankful for the wonderful spouse I have. I hope you all figure out your own way to make your relationships work better.

Most of all I hope you have spouses who want to figure it out with you.