My daughter is marrying the right man.
My daughter is very busy with work, and somewhat stressed about Christmas dinner, so we offered to do the shopping for her. She emailed us a very detailed list, which included parsley.
We went to the Safeway and to the expensive yuppie store, both of them rather crowded and crazy. They had flat leaf parsley and curly parsley, and I bought the curly, figuring parsley is parsley.
My sweet but OCD child said, "Oh, this is the wrong kind. I'll have to run out and buy the right kind."
I tried in vain to convince her that the whole point of the exercise was for her not to have to go out to the store on December 23 or December 24. I also pointed out that as an ingredient in veggie pot pie, the type of parsley hardly mattered.
She was unconvinced, so when the OverEducatedGuy got home, I said, "Please convince your fiance that it isn't necessary to for her to face the crowds at the store over the difference between flat-leafed and curly-leafed parsley."
And he said, "I can safely promise you that she will not be going to the store." He waited a beat, and said, "I will be going to the store."
LOL.
And then he pointed out that there would probably be something else needed at the last minute, so it wouldn't be a trip for just one thing. Which was nice of him.
A good partner and a good son-in-law candidate.