I have mentioned in the past, that my dear hubby can easily revert back to being a little boy. This is somewhat explainable during the holiday season, when many grown adults sprinkle magical elf dust and wish for special items to appear under the tree on Christmas morning. But when it comes to hubby, it can happen at any time throughout the year. It happened when he realized DiGiorno had combined two of his favorite things (pizza & cookies), it happened during the summer when he chose the easiest item available to toss & retrieve into the pool (his wedding ring!) and it happens every year as he sets up his army of nutcrackers.
This year (well really it started a while ago) it happened in the most
cute, endearing, irritating way possible.
Please allow me to set the scene.
Flash back to over 2 years ago.
We are driving down the street and a tiny little local restaurant has a “santa pig” on his roof. Hubby gets all excited… “ooooh…..ooooh…. Look! They have a Santa Pig!”. Like any good wife, I reply… “Uh, huh….” and then continue whatever I was doing.
Then for the next month, Every. Single. Time. we drive down this street hubby talks about the Santa Pig.
— “Here comes the Santa Pig………….”
— “Oooooh….. guess what’s on the next block?? The SANTA PIG!”
— “I would like a Santa Pig”
— “Gee… wouldn’t it be cool to have a Santa Pig”
And on.. and on…. and on……
And each time we pass this stupid santa pig…. I try very nicely to explain to dear hubby that the reason this restaurant has a Santa Pig on their roof is likely because they advertise pulled pork sandwiches on their building. I say to him…. “you do understand the relevance ….. right?” And of course he replies “yes, I understand…… BUT, wouldn’t it be COOL to own a Santa Pig????” And then, I sit there in silence because there’s no reason to attempt to debate this……
Fast forward to last holiday season.
It’s the first week of December… we are driving down the road. Hubby merrily declares…”ooooohhh….. ooohhhhh…. I bet the Santa Pig is back!”. To which I reply. “Good lord, you nut job, why are you so fascinated by a silly light-up pig!”. And he, so matter-of-factly states…. “Cause it’s A-W-E-S-O-M-E … why else?!” And then, I sit there in silence for j u s t – a – m o m e n t. And then, I can’t help myself….. “It’s a PIG. I don’t get what’s awesome about it?” And he says to me. “How could you not think it’s awesome. How often have you ever seen a pig in a santa suit? Know what would make it even MORE awesome?” I can’t imagine the correct response here…… “If it were MINE!!!!”
And then I jumped out of the car and ran screaming into traffic……. ok, no wait, that was only in my mind………………………..
Then, the coup de grâce: One day, last year, we come across a holiday decoration display at a local store and lo-and-behold what do we stumble upon? Ok, let me paint a better picture. We don’t quite “stumble” upon it. It went more something like this…. Hubby spotted it from afar. He became excited & giddy and sprinted across the room, knocking down old ladies and screaming…. “SANTA PIG, SANTA PIG!!!!!!!”. And, like any good parent to a toddler who is acting up in a store, I pretended I didn’t know him and walked in the other direction…………
So here we are…. Christmas 2011.
Hubby has been wearing me down for years. And, as I begin to start my holiday shopping I remember how happy this dang santa pig makes him. And, against ALL of my better judgment. I scour the internet to search out a Santa Pig to put under the tree for my dear hubby.
Yes folks, I am either the best wife on the planet, or the dumbest person around. And, I can only imagine what people will say next year when they see this pig IN MY HOUSE!…….
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