As I'm eating my ice cream by candlelight, I'm thinking fond thoughts of Cindy as she prepares for bed just down the hall in our Hotel room.   But those thoughts are interrupted by thoughts of the words exchanged just a few minutes prior.  With that in mind, perhaps it's wise to enjoy the ice cream, slowly, in hopes she will fall asleep before I climb into bed.   I had heard quite enough of her telling me of my stubbornness, dually matched by my arrogance ...which both working in concert, landed us deep into Canada, waiting for the earth to swallow us up.   And what bothers me most about what she'd said ...is that it is all true.