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.
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.