By Barton Goldsmith of Tribune News ServiceUpon the rarest of occasions (OK maybe weekly), my wife gets a little tweaked at me. I don’t know what I did, my head is buried in a book or the computer, I’m an innocent by-stander. But I listen to her complaint du jour and give her a chance to share (read: vent) her feelings. Why do I (and the rest of us in happy marriages) put up with it? Because what I get from this amazingly loving relationship far outweighs any issues we think we may have. Here is some of what comes my way.