Husbands, too, can be right...

I love shopping, but I hate spending money lightly . Today I ran out of deodorant and found myself delighted at the prospect of new, necessary deodorant. Grocery shopping is my ecstasy. One of the first times I realized I loved Adam included a terrible day at work and him asking if I wanted to go walk around Target.

During one of his bathroom cleaning binges, Adam noticed that my straightener's cord was frayed. He encouraged me to buy a new one. Half wary of purchasing a replacement for a still functioning device and half begrudging the fact that he noticed the problem while moving said device, I ignored his recommendation.

Adam departs for work at 6:30. On this fateful day, I kissed him goodbye and headed to the bathroom for my warming straightener. After running it through my hair half a dozen times, it ensued to spark, smoke, and explode on a frightening scale. Discovering I am useless in emergency situations, I froze mid-hair-run-through. Still holding the iron at hair level, starring into the mirror, I waited in shock for something to catch on fire, electricity to surge though my body, or the feeling of some sort of immense pain. Realizing I was anguish-free, I yanked the plug out of the wall and surveyed the damages.

Picture some sort of TNT explosion on a Bugs Bunny cartoon- charred remains of the explosion surrounding the character who was gripping the dynamite. My wrist and the granite countertop resembled that cartoon. I panicked when I realized our Pit Bull, Mickey, was not holding his customary spot at my feet. Scenarios of doggie burn marks and electrical shocks streamed though my head.  I found him cowering under the coffee table in the living room, unharmed, and willing to come out for a Milkbone.

I cleaned the TNT remains off my wrist to find a blister. The countertop was unscathed. I called Adam on my way to work-he made no mention of "I told you so." Heaven knows those would have been the first words out of my mouth. We went  to Wal-Mart and he encouraged me to choose the more expensive straightening option. Praise the Lord for humble, wise husbands!