Words, powder puffs, fingerprints

Whenever I send emails to my husband, I always feel confused, frustrated, wondering why I bother. Whenever I try to talk with my husband I always am forced to prove what I say is right, expect to be interrupted with his train of thoughts, and resolve to forget what I started to say. Men. Words. Melts the ice on the snow with contact. Example. I am having a few tests, medical tests, within the next week. I am a little concerned about them so I email my schedule to my husband who responds, "sounds like fun, wish I could help." Help! I need a little help trying to understand what I don't understand. No, I do understand, I just need a little help with my words. I would love to just once have a few powder puff, love ya to death, warm, fuzzy, drippy, yummy, words come from my other half. I am afraid if these words were to somehow fall out of his mouth, I would need to check his fingerprints because some FBI guy must have taken my guy for undercover work. Probably to write cards for Hallmark.