It's tough being wrong, but someone has to do it

The cover story in Newsweek magazine this week is called "The Recession is Over." I would have to say that is a pretty strong statement considering we have seen absolutely no sign of recovery. In fact, just as we thought the oil and gas market was showing a bullish trend with positive economic indicators, the market starts a downward spiral with oil down $4.

I find it interesting how sure everyone is about everything and how wrong they end up being. The truth is that in order to be told you are right and therefore a genius you have to stick your neck out and make a statement. Unfortunately, only fifty percent of the time are you actually right. Politicians, the media, our friends, our families... we are all wrong at least half the time. That is just the facts.

God did not intend for us to be proud creatures, and yet admitting that we make mistakes is always such a feat. Today is our 3 year wedding anniversary, and in light of the topic, I have noticed an exception to the rule when it comes to marriage matters. Recently I have become aware that in my marriage I am wrong more often than not. In fact, I am wrong at least 75% of the time when I put my foot down and am certain about something. I am dumbfounded when I am flat out wrong. I can pick out different aspects of my life where I am right at least 80% of the time, and yet not in the case of marriage. After 3 years of marriage I have stumbled upon the secret. Men reserve the moments where they insist they are right to a minimum because the thought of admitting they are wrong keeps them on the sidelines. As soon as they know without a doubt that they are right, they pounce. Now that I know this, oh how the dynamics can change! :)