So, I tell my wife it's pie day. She furrows her brow and says, "It's what?" I respond, "Pie day; you know 3/14." She shakes her head and starts to walk away. I call out, "So, do you want to come with me and get some pie?" She turns around and says, "What is wrong with you?" I reply, "Nothing, sweetie, I was just reminded by the folks on the 50+ forum, that's all." She says, "Maybe you shouldn't be spending so much time there." I respond, "Well, at least I didn't expect or even ask you to bake a pie." This was probably not the smartest thing I could have said. The furrowed brow is now turning into an icy glare....

One of the nicest things about going for a ride at times like these is that it gives you a chance to get centered again, to flush all of the toxic stuff out of the relationship. An hour later, I walk in the door, and there waiting for me is PIE!!!!