The good news is, I still have a crush on my husband. The bad news is, I can't help but like that little flirt of thrill I get when I see another cute guy. My husband has absolutely nothing to worry about. This morning, as I was passing a hunky trainer at the gym, my mouth started to form the word "Hello!" but he beat me to the punch and said "'Morning!" which led me to respond with "Ham." I'm sure he didn't notice.