I still haven't learned...

That when my husband says.. "Hey, I'm taking you somewhere. It's kind of a surprise, Mother's Day Part I. You might want to put on some nicer clothes." I should listen. He knows me. He should, we've been married for almost six years. When Not the Momma says that, I should just say to myself "Shut up and do as he says." Nope instead, I whine about how I really don't want to change my clothes. Can't I go like this? Where are we going? Why won't you tell me? Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.





That when my husband takes me to Macy's and says "You need some nice clothes for Mother's Day. This is Mother's Day Gift -- Part I." I should listen. He knows me. He should, we've been married for almost six years. When Not the Momma says that, I should just say to myself "Shut up and do as he says." Nope instead, I whine about how I have clothes at home that are nice. Why do we need to spend so much money on a dress? Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.

We settled on this, not too high price wise, and I feel nice in it:

I still haven't learned that when my husband takes me to Macy's and says "Don't worry about how much it costs. If you like it buy it." I should listen. He knows me. He should, we've been married for almost six years. When Not the Momma says that, I should just say to myself "Shut up and do as he says." Nope instead, I whine about we can't afford that outfit. I have nice clothes at home that I never wear. Why do I have to buy a new dress? I KNOW! HOW DUMB CAN I GET?





My husband has done more learning that I have during our marriage... Because when we were done picking out the dress, he looked at me and said. "Honey, don't you need a new pair of shoes to go with that dress?" I almost ripped off grubby t-shirt and jeans and gave it to him right there in the middle of Macy's in front of Little Monster, God and everyone. Instead we went downstairs. And I bought a new pair of shoes. Patent Leather pumps. Ooooh baby. They are even kinda comfy.






He even knows that when you buy a new outfit, sometimes you need to buy things to go under it.My husband has learned, and learned well. So, WHY can't I get it into my head that he knows me so well that he understands when I'm gong to want to be wearing nicer clothing than a grubby shirt, jeans and dirty sketchers? Why can't I get it into my head that when he tells me to get into the car that he's got something good in mind?

The best part of the evening though, was when I was arguing with him in Macy's. Not the Momma said that he and Little Monster had a plan, and that I need to quit whining and shop. When I sent him a 'look' that said I wasn't in the mood to shop (again, I know! how dumb!), Not the Momma told Little Monster that he needed to give me his sad face, so that I would find a pretty dress to wear. Little Monster put his head on Not the Momma's shoulder, and pouted. For REAL. And then, later in the evening at dinner, Not the Momma told me that the whole evening was Little Monster's idea. So I asked him: Little Monster, was shopping your idea. And he nodded in agreement. Stay tuned to find out what Mother's Day Part Two turns out to be. I don't know, but I'm excited, and I think it's going to be good!