I'm afraid to ever let him write one for me. God only knows what it would say.
But Phil paid him a compliment (to me) about a month back. He said, "Your man loves you like the sun shines." And setting aside the jokes that all sprang into my head ("I live where it rains nonstop, Phil, remember?!", "Great, he loves me enough to give me skin cancer!"), it really made me stop and think that yes, I chose well the second time around. And I need to remember to take the time to be more grateful and more aware of that everyday, because I am indeed very lucky.
Even when he puts diatribes about English royalty above happyfuntime opportunities...LOL
And you think WE will let you live it down? Have you somehow not noticed how many pages of posts around here are dedicated to tormenting each other with past events?
But two things:
OUCH. I'm glad you weren't more seriously hurt!
And it's not just "shades" of white. Trying to match or even coordinate shades of anything nowadays is just ridiculous. Red might be a bluish red or a purplish red or an orange red or fire engine/hooker red. Pink is even worse. And black? WTF--how is it I tried to pair a black jacket with a black skirt and neither one looked black anymore???