What’s right got to do with it?

What’s right got to do with it?

So here I was trying to redeem myself from yet another violation of code, “Happy or Right”, regarding married life. I was trying to make up for being right over something I thought she was wrong about.

Can you imagine, I was way too right over her being too wrong so I decided to call a truce in words and actions…….. the gesture was a treat to Jeni’s ice cream. The issue is I over analyze, things have to be very logical and in order.

So I asked my wife “will you like to go and get some ice cream?”

Now my wife is a dessert addict. To make sure it went perfectly, I decided to hand her the card and told her to go into Jeni’s and order as many scoops with as many flavors. I also told her that I wouldn’t be there to judge her, but before I could even sweeten the offer she said “No! I want you to go in there and buy it for me.”

I responded, “Sweetie, you know how picky you are. You may complain about the ice cream being cold. Seriously I want this to be perfect for you,” but she insisted I go in to purchase the ice cream. “Besides, as long as you don’t order anything with chocolate in it, you will be fine”, she says.

So I went in feeling confident, talking to the attendant, smiling etc. “Let me get a waffle cone and two scoops of the coffee blah blah and coconut blah blah”. I Paid for it. Walked out of Jeni’s. Headed to my car with a smile. I said “Wife, I’m about to blow your mind”.

“What did you get me?” she replied.

I said, “coffee blah blah and coconut blah blah”.

“YOU WHAT????????? I DON’T LIKE COFFEE AND NEITHER DO I LIKE COCONUT!!”

“Wife, coffee is not chocolate neither is coconut. See, this is why I asked you to go in yourself.”

“You know what husband? You have the ice cream, I’m not interested.”

After three minutes of begging and melting icecream, I succumbed to eating it.

“HOW COULD YOU EAT AND ENJOY THE ICREAM YOU BOUGHT ME?”

“Are you kidding me, Wife? You told me to?”

“I didn’t mean it.”

“Are you pregnant?”

“No. Why? Are you saying I’m fat?”

“No, I am not. You’re just acting funny.”

“So you think I’m fat?”

“No, wife, I don’t.”

“Husband, you called me fat!”

“Wife, do you want strawberry pancakes?”

“YES”

It was at this moment I decided to be happy over being right.

Daddy Musing sent in by @smdjackson
Image taken from google.



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