Sugar Mama: I blame "The Cosby Show" for a lot of things that went awry in my life. Lisa Bonet's clothes, which -- on her -- looked fabulous. On me? Dreadful. The whole "Gotta marry a doctor thing?" Bill's fault. (Thankfully, I gave up on that by the time Rudy hit puberty.) But the greatest Cosby offense on my life was that don't-go-to-bed-angry thing. Those two Huxtables resolved all marital issues pillow-to-pillow -- even if it took all night -- in order to insure a clear conscience during their rest, so they could start the following day anew.

I lost boyfriend after boyfriend during these kinds of nights! Because, here's the thing -- when I'm mad, I'm mean, irrational and dramatic. I'll suck the blood out of any issue and spit it in your face. And then cry about it, making you feel bad, forcing you into an apology.
What I really need at night is SLEEP. Sleep melts away most offenses. Or, at least, calms my beast. So, last night a friend commented on how Joe and I "never fight." "How do you guys do it?" she asked. I laughed and told her that we do fight, but that we never do it at night. "Sleep on it and your issues rarely seem as big in the light of day."
"Yeah, and then get up at 5 in the morning and get the hell out of the house." Joe added.
That was very funny, honey. I think I'll watch Cosby reruns until you get home tonight.
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