Last weekend, I decided it was time to start stocking up on the supplies I will need to effectively study for the comprehensive exams this coming summer. John and I went to Wal-Mart and I picked out a bunch of hanging file folders and manila folders for organizing articles by topic. Of course, I needed something to keep all of these files of articles in, so I picked out a gigantic pink crate. John said, "Of course you want the pink one, huh.” I asked him to carry it through the store (full of our other purchases) while we finished our shopping. I think he felt ridiculous but he did it because he loves me.
On Tuesday night, John had one of his annual sales dinners after work. These are pretty big events—niiiice steak dinners, drinks, etc., all courtesy of his company. Unfortunately, no significant others are allowed. When he left for work that morning I was sad and I told him I would miss him that evening since he wouldn't be home until like 8:30. He said, “You should be happy. Now you don’t have to cook me dinner.” Ha.