As my wife and I stood in front of the warm glow of the Redbox machine, I spoke those four words that are as close to Christ-like love as I get.
“Whatever you want, honey.”
In my marriage, that means just one thing: Chick-Flick Time.
If you’ve never seen a romantic comedy (derogatorily known as a “chick flick”), let me sketch out the plot line for you:
1. There’s this girl…