Not only do I have to eat me some yummy crow in this post, but I'm popping it up there on the first day of the month so it will sit there for the entire month long, visible by everyone who reads the blog (all both of you) for the entirety of April.
I'm sorry, Dan.
You see, when I posted my rain/rein/reign entry I didn't intend to make my husband look foolish. He is one of the smartest men I know. When Dan read the blog he said I made him look stupid and that he didn't really argue with me that much and he never required actual proof. I have an entirely different take on the situation, but that's just me.
Mom's right--I should've just argued with Dan while I was naked because then there would be no contest. He tends to forget what we were arguing about the minute I take my clothes off.
Anyway, in the interest of making myself look foolish to take the pressure of my man, let me tell you what I did yesterday. He called me from the car on the way home to ask what he should make the kids for dinner. Because, wonderful man that he is, he was feeding the kids and staying home with them so I could go shopping. No, not that kind of shopping. Work shopping. Grace and I had to spend the rest of our class money before the month ran out.
So Dan asked if we have any Bisquik because he wanted to make a backwards dinner (breakfast food--in this case pancakes and bacon--for dinner). I said that we did and that the box was still sealed but I didn't know if it was past the expiration date. I looked at the label and read the following information to Dan:
Better if Used By: 23DEC08
I told him, "Well it's past the date on the box but it says 'Better if Used By' not 'Must Be Used By' so it's probably okay. What do you think?"
Dan answered with, "Yeah, it's fine."
But I kept on, saying, "Yeah, I'm sure it's fine. It's still sealed so it has to be okay, right? I mean, how can Bisquik go bad?"
There was a second of silence on the line. Then Dan said, "Read that date to me again."
So I did. Again. Without catching it.
Finally he said, "Honey? December of '08 hasn't happened yet. It's NOT past the date."
I'm embarrassed by how long it took me to realize that the most recent December I'd experienced was in 2007, not 2008. Duh.
So see, even though I'm the grammar expert in the household, he's clearly the math genius.
For dessert I'd like a side order of humble pie, please.