Today it’s cold and rainy out. It feels like winter for about the third time this year. And winter reminds me of Minnesota. Minnesota reminds me of power ballads. And power ballads remind me of the first fight Chris and I ever had. We were in his old Honda Accord coming back from somewhere (probably Kentucky) and I wanted to listen to power ballads while I drove. He didn’t. And I got mad because he was sleeping, so what did he care anyway?  This is the song that set it all off. Obviously, we got over it and got married anyway. There were no power ballads at our wedding.