So, I very rarely get jealous or suspicious or anything of that sort with Tom. I am hugely confident in the fact that he would go crazy without me, and so my insecurity rarely shows it's ugly head in that manner. But yesterday we were pulling up to church, and three blond and beautiful girls, one wearing a short dress that showed her beautiful legs, were walking in front of our car. And I was watching them, but then I noticed that Tom, too, was watching them. And for a second, I felt myself turn into a crazy jealous wife and sternly asked him WHY he was staring at the girls.

And his answer: "Honestly? I was thinking about the state of the church in 20 years and how rich white women come to be."

And that's why I never get jealous :)