stubby hubs hunk and i see eye to eye on pretty much everything. except for how to properly wipe down a counter and the importance of good aim in the bathroom, we have one big reoccurring debate. the subject…who’s smarter. we both know our IQs and were told by teachers and parents alike how very bright we are. the funny thing about smarts is, two equally smart people can have different strengths. the reason that this debate has yet to be resolved is because stubs thinks that his gifts are more important than mine. i’m good with words but can’t spell for crap (i know, i just dimed myself out, but with spellcheck, no one had to know). i have a horrible sense of direction. i once had to turn in my bright orange belt and badge as a safety patroller because part of the job was to walk the kindergardeners home. there was one bright sunny early morning in september when after walking my 3 kids to their doors, i couldn’t find my way back to school. i always faulted that on my being way too creative to have room in my big brain for a silly sense of direction. now with gps and cell phones, i don’t have to know where i’m going, and yet by the power of technology, i get there.
last night stubby hubs hunk and i were having a dinner date. i drove. after a lovely dinner where we covered many topics of conversation, intelligence made the list. he really thinks he’s smarter that i am. that chaps my buns. i think we are equally smart. but he thinks he’s smarter.
we walk out of the restaurant. i’m talking and walking and after five minutes, he says where are you taking us? i look up and he tells me we aren’t on the right street.
his point proven. i might be smart, but with out him i’d never get anywhere.E