He used to be so thoughtful.

Last night, I put together Tony’s stocking. It’s filled with all his favorite candy. We had all the Christmas candy in one bag, so I left what didn’t go in his stocking in the bag so he could put it in mine.

As I was going through it, I noticed that he’d picked up Goobers. When we were dating, he used to pick up Goobers whenever he saw them because he knew they were my favorite. I hadn’t known that he bought them for Christmas, so I was touched. “He remembered,” I thought to myself with a smile, and I put them back in the bag for my stocking.

This morning when Tony was going through the candy to fill my stocking, he saw the Goobers in the bag. “HEY!” he said indignantly. “How come YOU get the Goobers? I got those for my stocking!”

The moral of this story? When it comes to candy and marriage, it’s every man for himself.