I've never pressed her on the specifics, like how much time does the guy get before being tossed, but I've known this friend for sixteen years now and she is very demanding, though she will tell you she is the sweetest creature to ever walk the earth. But knowing her then, when she met and married the man to whom she would stay married to for twelve years, and now, that she is newly divorced from that same man who turned out to be a gigantic ass, any future guy with whom she gets involved better know his cream from his sugar pretty damn quick or he's out on his ear. She's that tough and completely irrational all at the same time, which is why we are such good friends.
This morning it is my friend's Coffee Test that got me to thinking about my relationship with Madhubby when he returned home from the coffee shop with my soy latte minus the two Splendas I always drink with my coffee. I was miffed that he forgot. Okay, I was more than miffed, I was upset. I sent him off with a flippant comment and no kiss or hug.
But, after 10 years together, 8 years of marriage, and 3 kids, I think he should remember those little things, like how I take my coffee, because amid all the clamor of life, it's those little gestures that keeps love from dying. Too many little things forgotten and *poof* love is gone and we're just two people sharing a house and raising some kids.