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Romantic Disasters |
| EVEN THE BEST LAID PLANS... Submitted by: Jim DeBrabander
Two years ago I
had set up a very carefully planned date for our anniversary.
The plan was to have my wife come home and find a rose and a card on
the table. The card contained instructions for her to go to a
salon for a massage and a hair styling for the evening. The
solon would give her another rose and card sending her to get her
nails done and so on for a make-over, a new dress, and finally to meet
me at dinner and on to a play, then to a bed and breakfast for the
night. Sounds great right?
The trouble was to
get her out of the house since she is a stay-at-home mom. I had
arranged for my parents to watch our children our children for the
night, and told my wife I had tickets for a concert by one of her all
time favorite artists. I was to get off work early and we would
take the kids to my parents and leave for the out of town concert in
time to get some dinner on the way. I did get out of work early,
but parked one street over from where we live so I could see our
house. I had carefully planned the appointments so she could
relax and enjoy the day without rushing to each place, but that was
about to change.
I called my wife
from my cell phone and told her traffic was stopped on the expressway,
that I would be late, and to take the kids to my mothers house, and
I would be home by time she got back (that should get her out of the
house long enough for me to set up and get back out, right?).
Well I waited . . . and waited . . . and waited. . . ten minutes and
she hadn't left yet (didn't she know I was on a time table?) So,
I called again to tell her I was still parked on the expressway.
Five minutes later, my mother shows up at our house!!!! My wife
had called her to come get the kids from our house to save us time (my
mom was told the whole plan by the way!) At this point my wife
would have 30 minutes to make the 25 minute drive to her first
appointment.
I finally had to
drive in while my mother and wife were there, hand my wife the rose
and card, and tell her which salon to drive to. She was so
stressed at this point, she started crying!
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