Last night my wife was working late, so as the kids were enjoying their dino-shaped chicken nuggets, I went in search for something for me to eat. When I opened the freezer outside, I was surprised to find more frozen dinners in there. I knew there wasn't much the night before, but I remembered my wife stopped at the store after going out to dinner with a friend the previous night. There were two things I was deciding between; a frozen steak and mushroom panini, and a flatbread chicken sandwich. I decided on the flatbread sandwich. I don't know why.
Now, skip to my wife coming home. She is starving and goes out to the freezer. As I see her searching the freezer it hits me; that sandwich was for her. As she comes back in she is saying how she knows she bought a flatbread sandwich. I just burst out laughing. I don't know why. It wasn't funny. It was just that as soon as I saw her searching I knew I screwed up. She wasn't mad, I think me laughing helped, but I felt bad about it. Now I really have to get her something nice for Mother's Day. At least she was nice enough to post about something she wants.