Don't tell Mr. Jenny but...

...I'm thinking about being nice to him.

Oh, don't get me wrong...not nice to him every single day (I wouldn't want him to become complacent here!) but perhaps twice a week. Or possibly even three times.

It's because of the TV remote.

It's because the other night I was half-asleep and mangling replaying the DVR recording of 'The Good Wife'.

And Mr. Jenny said, "Listen, you're half asleep, do you want me to do the remote?"


And I said, "Well, no...I'm a lot better at it than you are..."

And Mr. Jenny said, "Well, really, not so much. You really aren't."

And I said, "Hmmm...yeah, I think I am."

And the sweet man, bless his almost senior citizen heart, didn't say anything else.

And so for the rest of the show I paid close attention.

And yeah, I kinda/sorta stunk at operating the remote, too.

And after 'The Good Wife' was over I asked him, "Why didn't you tell me I stunk at operating the remote?"

And he said, and I quote, "You always get so much pleasure thinking you are better than me at it."

Awwww...

Awwww...

Seriously.

And he has never said a word. Ever.

Awwww....

Is that darn closed to a Hallmark moment or what?

So now you know.

I am a shameless romantic when it comes to TV remote operations!

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Sigh...