GUILTY

It is difficult to come up with something creative and clever for every birthday, every anniversary and every special occasion. But I wanted to do something for our anniversary yesterday that was sort of different and fun, but didn't cost much. I bought six greeting cards and planned for Allen to discover them at different times of the day. I had left one in the morning on the medical floor where I knew he would be doing rounds. I stopped in the afternoon to have the staff put one on his desk. I left the card on Clinic D and walked out of the building. My next plan was to find his car and place another card in it for him to find as he made his way home.

I got in my car and started to comb the parking lot. I found the spot where he usually parks. No car. I went back and forth down each aisle and couldn't find it anywhere. Strange. I drove around for about five minutes to no avail. As I sat pondering this oddity, I noticed a car coming up the street that looked suspiciously similar to Allen's car. The closer it came, the slower it went. It eventually came to a complete stop right next to my car. I could now see very clearly that Allen was sitting in his vehicle slurping down a DQ... something. The look on his face was priceless. He obviously wasn't expecting to see his wife (of 25 years) at 3:30 in the clinic parking lot. It appears as if I had caught him red-handed! After all these years of believing that he works so hard from dawn to dusk, I was beginning to wonder if the wool had been pulled over my eyes. I thought better of it and realized that there must be a good explanation. The incriminating look of guilt quickly turned to a smile and we both started to laugh. Once in a great while, Allen has a gap in his schedule. Today was one of those days and he had decided to run an errand while he had a few extra minutes. Since he was out, why not make a quick stop at DQ? That would all be fine if his wife didn't keep him on such a short leash. Too bad that today was the day I was out looking for him. Oh well... I thought it was a funny story worth telling. He had nothing to feel guilty about. It is just the kind of person he is! Actually, we were both sneaking around yesterday and we both got caught!...and it's all good. He can have a DQ any time he pleases...even at 3:30 on a Wednesday afternoon!