A HUGE GREEN MONSTER!
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs at my husband, but instead I quickly ushered Jessica inside in hopes that she wouldn't question my taste.
Ciccio and I had been discussing a grill all summer. We had pretty much decided to get one of those retro Weber circle grills that wouldn't take up too much space and had a little style. Well, Ciccio behind my back bought my brother's grill because it was a "good deal and more practical than charcoal".
That was the first strike and my patio already was looking a little less European cute. It didn't take long for Ciccio to start talking about our "need" for a grill accessories. I told him to wait and it wasn't necessary to have all the bells and whistles. My husband doesn't wait for anything he wants though. This is the man that proposed after two months of dating. A day after the chill out on the grill conversation, Ciccio purchased the cover and the accessories, but I didn't know until the moment I saw it with my friend.
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| the grill accessories we "needed" |
The problem is not that Ciccio blatantly went behind my back, or that he spent money without consulting me. The issue is much bigger than that.... my husband is becoming American! He is losing his good eye! He's choosing practicality over looks! It's not just the grill. He lives in cargo shorts now and begs for treats from Dairy Queen.
It's been too long since we've been to Italy and I think we need to go back so his mom can slap the style back into him.
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| Before my patio was destroyed by the grill |
