Marriage and Compromise...

So I cried this afternoon and it's all because of Joy. Here's how it went down... (paraphrased from memory)

I'm making my amazing guacamole in the kitchen and Joy is organizing the groceries she just bought, preparing for our niece (5) to come over and make cookies with us. As I'm chopping:

Joy: "I bought cream cheese instead of goat cheese this time because I don't like the after taste of goat cheese. Is that OK?" (we make a goat cheese and pesto hour d oeuvre- thanks Karinda)

Steven: "I like goat cheese, but that's OK sweetie. Marriage is about compromise." I looked at here and smiled.

Joy: She turns and looks at me and says instantly "Yes it is about compromise! I compromise by rooting for your Kansas City Chiefs even though they never win; that's compromise."

Steven cries.