I am livid about something my husband did. I won't go into it, but I wish I could shake the heck out of him. What's so uncomfortable is that my husband's action really hurts the feelings of the handyman friend we have over now. I'm so embarrassed that I hardly want to look at this handyman friend because of my husband's (and to a small degree even my) actions. If I were the handyman, I'd want to immediately leave. We don't want him to, though.

What is so awkward about the above is that I wish I could apologize to the handyman friend. But I can't, because of the language barrier. I wrote my sister-in-law asking if she thinks it would be appropriate to apologize to him, on my behalf. If she thinks it is, then I asked for her to do so, for me.

I managed to push some homemade bean and beef chili on our handyman friend. I'm unsure if he liked it or not, and I don't think he's ever had it before. I think it rocks, but it is spicy, obviously. For some reason I have grown to love spicy stuff more and more as I've aged. More so than my husband. I might even add some Tabasco sauce to my own, as a drizzle on the top.