Sunday, February 13, 2011

A Valentine's Day irritation

Every year, without fail, my husband buys me a box of chocolates.

Every year, without fail, my husband proceeds to consume said chocolates, even urging me to hurry up and open the box so he can have some--and he makes the first choice.

Every year, without fail, I fail to understand why he just doesn't get two boxes. I never know quite what to say as I watch the chocolate disappear, but in my mind I'm shouting, "Hey, this is my gift. Get your own!"

I really, really don't get this. Insight welcomed.


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