I have been called worse! Hubby mumbled it under his breath, like it was an insult or something. He also said I'm not pulling over for a d#*! photo. So these are taken through a dirty windshield and at least sixty miles an hour, I say "at least" because he did slow down a little for me.
It was absolutely beautiful and no matter how much Hubby fussed, he didn't suck the enjoyment outta me!
Just imagine what beautiful pictures I COULD have had if the stubborn barn-spoiled man would have pulled over!
Gotta love him, been stuck with him (and he with me) for thirty-eight years, guess I'll keep him. Calling me sky shooter again, I just smiled and said, Thank you, honey!