Just a small vent:
We got an email this morning from our favorite winery (out-of-state, four hours' drive away), saying that with everything going on, they were having a wine sale, free shipping and 30% off each case of wine.
MrsTasty and I talked about it, and agreed we should order a case. I was going to go ahead and order it online, choosing our usual favorites, but she insisted on being in on the choosing. Fine, no bother to me, I'll drink whatever gets ordered.
So I started doing something else, something I needed to concentrate on, and then it started:
"Well, what do you want?"
"You know what we always get, just get a few bottles of each to make up a case, I don't care."
Then she started reading them out loud:
"Riesling... Gewurtztraminer..."
"I'm really trying to concentrate on this, can you just order whatever you want, please. It'll be fine."
"Sure."
30 seconds later:
"They have semi-sweet and semi-dry Rieslings. Which one do we want?"
"It really doesn't matter. Just order a couple of both. Seriously, quit interrupting me. Please!"
15 seconds later:
"They also say they have a black Riesling."
"FINE!!! GET IT!!!"
"Ok, ok, I'll leave you alone! Geez!"
60 seconds later:
"Ok, this is what I ha-"
"What. Don't you get. About. LEAVE ME ALONE?!?!"
"Whatever. I'll just order it!"
30 seconds later:
"They want me to send a picture of my driver's license. What should I do?"
"ARGHHHHHH!"