Now, let's all go get ice cream!

The other day, I got a call from my friend Ben (hi, Ben!) in Tallahassee. He called to make sure that John and I were doing okay, since several couples he knew had recently called it quits. As it happened, John and I were in the middle of a completely stupid argument when he called. I assured Ben that we were fine, but I was *this close* to saying something along the lines of, "Benjie, sometimes Mommy and Daddy fight, but that doesn't mean they don't still love each other."