Sitting at the morning meal table the other day, my wife suddenly blurted out, "Why don't we go to the library today?" I was shocked. That very instant I was reasoning the same thing. I stopped in mid-chew. How did she know that I was reasoning about returning those two books I decided not to read? Was it coincidence that my wife understanding about the library just then or was she a genius, or clairvoyant? I dismissed the genius-clairvoyant idea; I had known her too long. Besides, she hadn't guessed last year's surprise Christmas gift. It must be a miracle.
Take our Niagara Falls trip as an example. Over the years, my wife casually mentioned how a trip to the falls might be fun. Since I knew she is joking, I didn't pay much attention. Joking? That's one way to express blessed ignorance after forty-five years of marriage.
One year I called her bluff. When we went out for dinner on February 14, I asked her what she'd like for Valentine's Day. Out of the blue she said, "I'd like a trip to Niagara Falls." I was dumbfounded. She hadn't mentioned that for years. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the airline tickets and the motel and rental car reservations for a surprise trip to Niagara Falls.
