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Originally Posted by PSM
Ha ha! My wife went shopping the day that our son was to be born. She NEVER lets me shop alone. (Hint to all you newly wed guys out there: If you don't like or want to do the shopping ALWAYS pick up something outrageous (in my case bean dip and Fritos) that will insure that you are never sent on that errand again. 
Pat |
This advice is gold, gentlemen - it also can apply to special occasions - set the bar super low in the early years, so you have room to build (I didn't get her anything on our first Valentine's Day, no flowers, card, or chocolate ...now I'm butter poaching steaks - If I had started there, there's not much more 'up' you can go without mortgaging the house and every subsequent one would be a disappointment)
Bless her heart, she held on as long as she could. She's a full time high school chem/bio teacher, so by the end of the day she's whooped, and when the weekend rolls around, there's just no energy left.
She learned long ago never to send me to the store alone because she'd get a dozen phone calls asking questions (I'm a mechanical engineer, so I'm very much about specifics - don't just put "apples" on the list - how many? what kind?) but she 'commanded' me to adapt, so I am
(on the flip side, she now has to eat what I get/make and can't complain
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