My husband caught me. Not in a secret, per se. But certainly something I’ve been able to keep it to myself through almost four years of marriage. “Sure does take you a long time to blow dry your hair,” he remarked the other day. “Yeah, sure does,” I agreed pointing to what I thought was my perfect alibi—the huge mop of hair on my head. “What exactly do you do in there?” he asked, raising an eyebrow of suspicion. “Brush,