so babs states in her stories that her and mickey spent their time away to celebrate their eleventh wedding anniversary "remembering why they like each other", which tbh seems kinda sad. instead of enjoying her time with mickey - in between her demands he photograph her every move for the gram, regardless of whether she's posing proudly in her unwashed dress, or posing proudly in a towel dangling her bra - her time was spent, at least mentally, trying to work out why she actually even likes poor mickey. "likes", not "loves" - i guess working out why she loves him is a whole other conundrum babs has decided to work on another day. i just feel sorry for mickey. he seems so downtrodden, so quick to do any chore babs demands of him - presumably to avoid getting bellowed at - sleeping crammed into a child's bed to please her, getting up at dawn to bring her decaf tea - and heaven forbid he use the wrong mug - loading the washing machine before work, loading the dishwasher, feeding and looking after the kids, acting as her on-demand photographer, and whatever other chores are on his seemingly endless list. for whatever reason, he clearly loves her. or is so terrified of her - and there is undeniably some fear there, just look at his expression in every single photo from this weekend - that he feels unable to leave. yet despite all that he does she has to spend an entire weekend thinking about it before she's able to come up with reasons why she even likes him? ouch.