When Mark and I first went grocery shopping together in 1987, he was so sweet and like a little boy. He said he wanted some peanuts so I told him to go to the bulk peanuts and weigh out two pounds. He proudly scooped up some peanuts and poured them carefully onto the scale. Several other shoppers passed by and smirked. I stood watching in awe, not knowing if he was just nervous or if this 35-year-old man was really just a complete idiot. When he was done weighing out the two pounds of peanuts he looked at me and said, "Now what do I do"? Even as I write this, I can't help but laugh at the experience. Being newly in love I tried not to let him see me laughing at him knowing that it would bruise his male ego. I continued to shop while I laughed under my breath. I told him to go get one of those plastic bags and scoop the peanuts he weighed out into the bag. When we got out of the grocery store we both laughed about the incident all the way home and up to the present.

To my complete surprise I recently discovered that my gentle hearted idiot had no clue as to what I (or I should say we) have been laughing about after all of these years. When I wrote this story for my website I had my sister-in-law Sherrie read it over. I watched as she laughed herself to tears. Mark stood by watching also, completely dumbfounded. "I just don't get it. What is so funny about weighing out peanuts? Is this some secret woman thing that men can't understand?" Sherrie and I looked at each other, tears running down our eyes. We were ready to bust a gut. "Mark you better reread the story. You may be an idiot but your also an intelligent man at least I thought you were. Figure it out".

Sherrie and I continued to laugh and exchange stories of our idiot husbands who happened to be brothers, while Mark sat quietly at the computer rereading our shopping experience. After rereading it several times he looked up at us and said, "I still don't understand what is so funny. Is it that I didn't put the peanuts in the bag before I weighed them? That's a perfectly normal mistake that anyone could make". Sherrie and I broke into hysterical laughter again. It took me several minutes to catch my breath, "Yes I guess your right Mark. It's perfectly normal for a 35-year-old man not to know how to weigh out peanuts at the grocery store. Who weighed your peanuts before I came along?"