There is no one better to have by your side during a crisis than my husband.
He is pretty good at celebrating also, but he is REALLY good at responding when life throws you curve balls.
Take, for example, our recent EXTREMELY UNFORTUNATE AND ILL-TIMED discovery of a sopping wet mattress due to a (surprise!!!!) ceiling leak.
I held it together for day one but on day two, and more leakage...let's just say my wits were not about me. In fact, my wits were spilling out of my ears.
Adam, so calm, so cool, so collected, says ever-so dearly, "Hey, you know, no big deal. We'll just set up the air mattress. It'll be like camping...in our living room!"
To which I sweetly responded, "THAT IS MY WORST NIGHTMAAAAAAARE."
To which he said, "Your worst nightmare would include way more animals."