Accidents will occur in the best regulated families; and in families not regulated by that pervading influence which sanctifies while it enhances the—a—I would say, in short, by the influence of Woman, in the lofty character of Wife, they may be expected with confidence, and must be borne with philosophy. — David Copperfield

My Take – I don’t know where I’d be without Irish Woman.  Oh, I’d get through life, but it wouldn’t be half as easy or as fun.  She is the head project manager, dispute resolver, transportation specialist, and logistician of our little family.  She knows just what we all need, when we need it, and never stops until things are taken care of.  I imagine it’s like that in most families.  One of the adults is the one who keeps the wheels on and rolling.

Let’s face it, I’m a pretty boring individual.  I’m dependable, but I don’t have much imagination when it comes to day-to-day life. When Irish Woman met me, I fed myself and the kids on a few dishes that I could make easily, quickly, and inexpensively on Sunday and re-heat through the week.  My wardrobe and a lot of the other cloth articles in the house were either gray, so that everything matched, or white, so that I could just bleach something to make it look right.  My walls were the same off-white that the house came with.  Our idea of weekend entertainment were endless walks in the park and reading Dr. Seuss.  She not only accepted that, but added her own flare that has made life much more interesting and worth living.  Before, life was survival.  Now, it is lived.