Tying one on for old Broadway

Big treat today: We received tickets to a special benefit performance of “The Book of Mormon” as a gift and so had a chance to break up the weekday routine in an unexpected, fun way.

The Book of Mormon musical, Eugene O´Neill Theater, Broadway, New York (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It was a lot of fun — the show is very funny and irreverent. The afternoon made for a great belated anniversary celebration, even if it was squeezed in between work duties.

The conversations leading up to our big afternoon out, however, were a telling peek inside our marriage — perhaps yours, too.

Starting last weekend, Basil began to ask if he should wear a tie. I repeatedly said no. It’s a matinee, and a lot of people don’t dress up at all anymore. Nice slacks and a button-down shirt would be fine. I would be wearing slacks and a blouse.

Every day since he has asked. And every day I told him a tie was not necessary.

He asked again this afternoon when he stopped home to change out of his work clothes and pick me up to go.

“Should I put a tie on?”

“No,” I said one more time.

So he wore a tie.