It's the Thought that Counts
It's the thought that counts. The thought can make your marriage happy or miserable.
- Miserable: Another freakin' hike through the wildflower preserve, just to keep her in a decent mood.
Happy: Feels good to have her hand in mine. I don't know what she sees in this place, but look at that happy crinkle in her eyes. I think I'll kiss her every time we pass a black-eyed Susan today.
- Miserable: He's impossible to shop for. Guess I'll just grab a gift card and call it done.
Happy: I really don't enjoy shopping for gifts for him, and he seldom appreciates what I buy. I think this year I will invite him to an evening picnic on the beach, like we did in college.
- Miserable: I'm as tired as she is, and I'm cooking dinner. It won't be done for an hour, and she's just sitting there watching TV instead of getting the bills paid.
Happy: Gee, I love cracking eggs. Have since I was six. Never broke a yolk yet. Maybe I should make an angel food cake this weekend.