We're quite the pair

Not long after my bypass surgery Sparky and I were at home one night and she was telling me how to do something. I ignored her so she told me again.

Once again I ignored her and once again she told me the correct way to do whatever it was I was trying to do. Being the ingrate I am, I looked at her and I said, "I don't have to do what you say. You're not the genius over me."

She gave me a funny look and then after a pause she started laughing. She then said, "Well, if I'm not the genius over you, then who is?"

I stuck my nose high in the air and I said, "I don't know, but it sure isn't you!" I probably added, "Nah nah nah," as well but I don't remember now.

It took me a long time to come to the conclusion that I was wrong about that and that she was indeed "the genius over me." But then something happened last night that made me reconsider everything.

We went for our evening walk and since the temprature was below 60 degrees she bundled up in her big fleece coat and she put on her scarf, thick gloves, and poof ball hat. We walked a couple laps at the track at our local park and then we got back in the car. Sparky pulled off her hat and she said with a laugh, "Look here. My thin gloves were inside my hat all the time we were walking."

I said with a chuckle, "And you didn't notice them being in there at all while you were wearing it?"

"Nope." Pause. "Well, I did notice it fit a little better."

Yep, we're some big time geniuses over here at Monkey Central.