This one waited in the wings for me at least 20 years, but it took a gift from a well meaning friend to make it into an issue. This past December a friend of my wife gave her a Christmas gift in the form of a plaque which ended with the word’s “God Bless the Barbera’s.”
It had some other ridiculous schlock before it reached that point, but it had no effect on me because until yesterday it remained in the drawer where it slipped my mind. Saturday, after a day of shopping in the 90-degree Texas heat all I wanted to do was drink a cool-one and watch some senseless television.
But no! My wife decides to organize the kitchen drawers where she rediscovers the “God” plaque. Rather than letting it become the Christmas Past and rust in the drawer, she asks, “Where do you want to hang this?”
I want to answer, “Out in the pasture with all the other bullshit,” but I didn’t. Instead, I said, “anywhere you want.”
I recognize that it is not just my house, but I am surprised that my wife even asks me because she knows my position. My statement to just pick a spot is my way of avoiding the argument that we avoided for 30 years. Cowardice? Like I said, this is my wife’s home also and I don’t think that my wishes should override hers regardless of what I think of her beliefs. The plaque is back in the drawer and hopefully it will be forgotten again and I can avoid the argument. Any suggestions?