So, last night I hurt my husband very deeply. If I were a better sort of woman the pain in his eyes would have warmed my icy heart, instead I laughed.
Walking through Wal-Mart getting last minute items before he left out for another week away from home I realized I didn’t have to worry about what I was having for dinner tonight. I went shopping yesterday morning and picked up a few items so he could have a choice for dinner last night.
I let him pick between brauts or chicken, I failed to mention with the chicken I would be making asparagus with mushrooms and steamed carrots. I made a comment that I would just have asparagus tonight and he stopped dead in his tracks, mouth open. A look on his face as if I had just said “I am leaving you”.
I am now an evil wife since I did not mention he would be having asparagus with his chicken. He picked brauts so as not to put me through too much trouble. I suppose he deserves a nicer wife who tells him his FULL menu choices before letting him make a decision. But, he is stuck with me.
Tonight I eat asparagus enjoying every bite while thinking about his disbelief at my betrayal. I love you honey 💋