I can't win
Friday, Apr. 23, 2004 - 10:00 a.m.
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The other night, for some strange reason, the husband and I were discussing the various types of M&Ms. During this conversation he says to me, �I like the peanut ones� which struck me as odd because he�s normally not a candy-eater. This M&M-related dialogue didn�t last long and I didn�t think too much about it once it was over. However, I was out running errands with my sister yesterday and part of our outing landed us at Target. While wandering through the store I spotted a pile of these (the �fun size� variety) on clearance. I don�t normally pay attention to such things as I�m not overly interested in buying candy either. Still, this time, thinking only of my husband as I always do, I thought to myself, �Hey, his interview is fast approaching and these might be nice to throw in his briefcase as a little snack on the plane and/or hotel.� I was quite proud of myself for making what I thought was a nice, albeit, small loving gesture...until I got home. I brought the candy to my husband and told him why I bought them. He looked at me and said, �I don�t like peanut M&Ms...it�s the almond ones that I like.� SERIOUSLY! I interjected with, �but the other night you said that you liked the peanut ones!� He then proceeded to explain that he doesn�t know what he�s talking about most of the time and that he, get this, isn�t even that crazy about peanuts in general! ARGH! Oh that�s not the worst of it � 5 minutes later, out of nowhere, it got worse. He turns to me (we were in bed) and says, �Do the almond ones come in yellow bags too or do they come in a different color?� I then began to explain each flavor and it�s corresponding bag color. Then he intimated that he remembered the plain ones having a brown bag and assumed that each flavor came in a different color and wanted to ask. And ya know what? It turns out that it IS the �yellow bag kind� that he likes! It�s little things like this that make me realize that I�m just a few "events" away from a straightjacket and a padded room because he DRIVES ME CRAZY! And seriously, if I didn�t love him so much (and wouldn�t miss him so horribly), I�d kill him... |