
My husband is a truly wonderful man. One of the kindest I’ve ever met, so I really hate to complain about him, but I’m going to do it anyway. Aron has a habit of barreling through a doorway or narrow hallway without ever letting me through first, whether I’m coming from the opposite direction, or right by his side. In his defense, I don’t thing he’s aware of this behavior. In my defense, I am. I’ve tried pointing it out a few times (first nicely and then not so nicely), but that hasn’t done the trick. I’ve also tried being more assertive and just pushing him out of the way, but he’s stronger than me. I’ve since resigned myself to the fact that this behavior will never change. Now when it happens I bow, grandly move my arm in the direction that he’s going, and exclaim, “M’lady!” as he walks past. It cracks us both up, he gets to walk through first, and now I have something to write about in my post. It’s a win-win. Hey look, I made Holiday Petit Fours! Continue reading →



