Being right

So yesterday on the way to the airport something very interesting happened. John was recounting a discussion we had a while back (we were on opposing sides but it was not an argument so discussion seems the best term). John said 'oh by the way remember how I said this well I looked it up and I was right.' Now I am not blogging here about being annoyed that John was right, we both have our moments when we are wrong... me included. What took me by surprise here was that John had not taken the side he claimed... I HAD!!! He had switched sides and remembered everything incorrectly. Maybe this is a sign of a perfect marriage - I can be right all the time and John can remember that he was right instead. No one ever feels like they lose!