A few weeks ago on a Monday night, my wife and I came to a television crossroads.
She wanted to watch Antiques Roadshow. I wanted to watch anything but Antiques Roadshow. (If you haven’t seen it, it’s a show where average people bring their antiques to an expert to have them appraised.)
It’s not that I’m opposed to the show. It’s just that I think it could easily have more action. Just once I’d like to see someone go all Hulkamania when they find out the high back chairs they thought were from the Civil War era are actually from the disco era.
Or, I’d like to see someone jump in joy on the back of the appraiser, like a spider monkey, upon finding out the bowl they’ve been using as an ashtray is actually from the Han dynasty.
Is that asking too much? Probably, but that’s not the point. The point is we didn’t want to watch the same thing. And that’s when my wife said it. That’s when she played a card I’ve very rarely heard her ever play. She said:
“Watching Antique Roadshow is one of my love languages.”
Well played Jenny. Well played, indeed! As we’ve talked about before, the 5 love languages came from a book by Gary Chapman about the different ways people like to give and receive love. The dilemma I now faced is whether or not to take Jenny up on that offer.
Her real love language, in addition to Words with Friends, is “Acts of Service.” Which is just a fancy way to say, “Jon mops the floor and does the laundry and powerwashes the house and goes into the spider-infested crawlspace under our house to make sure we don’t have a leaking pipe.”
All of those sound more difficult than just sitting on the couch watching a show about antiques. (Seriously, our crawlspace is like spider Ibiza. I’m almost positive Tiesto is the house DJ.)
So what did we do? We watched Antiques Roadshow. The Love Languages is a powerful card to throw. And I can’t stress the amount of spiders that live in Nashville enough. There’s like 10,000 spiders to every 1 banjo, and this place is crawling with banjos.
Have you ever thrown the “Love Languages” card? Has someone ever thrown it on you?