Shopping with John..
...or here let me pull your fingernails out with pliers. The words "I need some clothes" coming out of my husband's mouth literally send me running, hands shaking for the Zantac. I just know that before it is over, I am going to have a serious case of stress induced indigestion in the very near future. Over the past 6 1/2 years of marriage, shopping has improved with him, but really everything is relative, right? The clothing search with him can only be related to when I received drugs when I was in labor with my first born, I was still in a LOT of pain, but it was endurable. That is how shopping with him now could be described as opposed to 75 pounds ago, endurable...avoidable if possible, but endurable. (if you have a high pain tolerance or some sick sense of sadism) I heard the words yesterday. I cringed. I begged that he wait until Friday night, I just don't have the energy for it if I have to go to work the next day. It can easily produce a "shopp...