Why We’re Wrong Wednesday – We Thought It Was Just Us

Danielle Young steps up to show us that it’s not just we guys that are wrong. Proving us wrong, yet again. 

Why I was Wrong on Valentine’s Day

Of course we all know that recently the world celebrated this little thing called Valentine’s Day. And we also know that this holiday is a big deal to women. I don’t know why, but it is.

Anyway, my husband and I don’t really celebrate this holiday. It is just Thursday as usual. And I expected nothing less this year. So when my husband announced that he was taking me to lunch I was shocked to say the least. But then I thought sure I guess we could do some Taco Bell or something, besides I could really go for a Doritos taco.


But he shocked me further when he told me that we were not going to Taco Bell, but to the little Chinese restaurant where we had our first real date over fourteen years ago! I am pretty sure my mouth hung open and my heart stopped beating with his declaration. What? Did he really just say what I think he said?

Okay, who are you and what have you done with my husband?

You see my husband is not the romantic type, he never has been. And I’m okay with that because he more than makes up for it with the little things he does.
So, anyway I was a bit flabbergasted when he told me we were taking a trip down memory lane. And I was also a little disappointed that I didn’t come up with it. You see, it is moments like this that take my breath away—these unexpected moments of romance that completely leave me reeling. Okay, we are getting way off point here and I am starting to turn mushy. So not the point of this!! *Physically shakes self*

Okay I’m back, let’s try this again…….

Where was I? Oh yes I was a little disappointed that I didn’t come up with this awesome idea for Valentine’s day, after all aren’t I the hopeless romantic? Huh, guess I failed there.

So we are at this little restaurant waiting for our food to be delivered when I brought up the fact that I couldn’t believe we had our first date there over thirteen years ago. The dialog looks a little like this…….

“Fourteen.” My husband corrected as soon as the words left my mouth.

“No thirteen, and we have been married for twelve……..” I argued.

“Thirteen.” He says, “we have been married for thirteen years and together for fourteen years.”

Now I am pretty sure at this point my face was blank as I struggled to do the math in my head. Yeah so not good at that. And if I were a droid he would have thought I malfunctioned.

“No. Thirteen because our oldest is twelve and we have only been together……” I paused in my argument. Realization dawning on me. Holy crap my husband was right. We have been together for fourteen years and married for thirteen. Holy moly!

I laughed, he laughed.

“Hey babe aren’t you supposed to be the one who remembers these things?”

“Yeah.” I whispered my face red with blush.

“You know can’t women usually tell a man the exact year, month, week and day they have been together?” He taunted.

“Yes.”

So yeah I failed epically!! I totally could not remember how long we had been married or together. Heck my brain is so fried I am lucky I know how old I am.

Wait what do mean I’m not that old? I’m older? Oh crap! There goes another year!

Danielle Young

Danielle, aka Yell, is a mother of 5 boys, a devourer of books, food enthusiast and culinary creator who blogs it all at Consuming Worlds. Please check out her blog and leave her lots of awesome comments here. 

As guys, we’re always wrong. Whether it’s a fascination we hold, a movie we like or a habit we’ve fallen into, we’re just plain wrong. And we need someone to tell us. That someone is you. Tell us why we’re wrong and we’ll post it here for the world to see. 

 

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