Fights and Fuzzy Toilet Seats

Paul and I don't fight. We really don't! We have the occasional eye role and the "maybe you should give me some space" time (and this usually only lasts about five minutes), but other than that.. nothin. Well.. there was that one time at Target..

As a recently engaged couple we decided to do what all engaged couples do. Register at Target. We were doing pretty good at agreements like what color of plates to get, and "should we go with this size of crock pot or that size?" But then, oh but then we came to the bathroom rugs. "Sure Karie, the cream color should look great in the bathro.. uhh what's that your registering for?"I held up a flat fuzzy circle. "It's a toilet seat cover." thinking how could he possibly not know that. That is where the trouble began. Up until that point I thought our relationship was full of flowers and rainbows.. but boy was I wrong when I found out that we actually have very different opinions about a toilet seat cover. This resulted in our very first fight argument. I'm so proud to say it happened in Target of all places. 


Can you guess who won? Don't worry, we made up with Krispy Kreme deliciousness.