The Fishies have begun pre-marital counseling...and frankly it stinks worse then the kitties' litter box. As we've discussed before, I was born without several important "girlie" genes; one of which is the desire to tell someone else how I'm "feeling" for an hour. In the logical side of my brain, I realize that pre-marital counseling is important and it'll be better for our marriage in the long run but the illogical side of my brain is acting like a spoiled little three year old stomping it's feet and screaming "But, I don't WANT to go!"
