Uh-oh. Another one of those BIG days is coming up. You know, birthdays, anniversaries… Valentine’s Day. After more than two decades of marriage, you would think I would know what I’m doing. Here are a few of my flubs-ups:
- “Don’t buy me flowers,” my wife told me years ago. I didn’t. Then on one of those BIG days: “Where are my flowers?”, she scolded.
- A few weeks before one of those BIG days we were looking at buying a new car. Wife: “Buy this for me, and you won’t have to buy anything else for me for a long, long time.” Don’t fall for it. I did, and it wasn’t pretty.
- A long time ago my wife commented during one of those TV informercials, “That buttmaster looks kind of neat.” So I surprised her on one of those BIG days by ordering one. The poor UPS guy who delivered it. He was blind-sided. “Does it look like I need that?”, my wife barked at him. “You can take that box right back to your truck, and drive away.” He never knew what hit him. But I did.
As you know, Monday is another one of those BIG days. For the past couple of weeks, my wife has said, “We’ve had quite a few unexpected expenses, let’s not buy anything for each other this year, okay?”
Yeah, sure. Like I’m going to fall for that one again. Omaha Steaks had a Valentine’s Special recently, so I ordered online. I just hope it’s not the same UPS guy who comes to our door.
What’s the worst gift (Valentine’s Day and those other BIG days) your spouse ever got you?