Won't be long until Christmas, now. So the other day, I asked my sweetie what she wanted as a gift.
"Nothin'," she replied in a slightly annoyed tone. "We've got to get rid of stuff, not add to. And nobody wants our stuff after we're finished with it," she grumbled.
"Okay, so how about a little trip to an exotic place?" I queried.
That got her attention. Then her eyebrows knitted into a full facial frown: "Where?" she suspiciously replied.
"How about Niagara Falls?"
With eyes rolling: "Exotic, huh! You've got a meeting to go to up there. Right? Why are all our winter trips always north? Most people go south."
"Well, the room rates are cheap – ah, I mean less expensive," And as soon as the word were out, I knew I should've eaten them first.
"So after all these years, you still want to give me a cheap gift!" She had me cornered. And this time, she was right. And my mistake was going to cost me.
Married guys, consider this a pre-emptive warning.
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