My Husband: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
My Husband: You don’t know that? It’s a famous poem.
Me: I know, but you said “Let me count the ways.”
My Husband: That’s the way it goes.
Me: No it’s not. It goes “Let me count the waves.”
My Husband: No it doesn’t. That doesn’t mean anything.
Me: It’s a poem. You’re not supposed to understand it. It’s just supposed to sound nice.
My Husband: You’re wrong.
Me: I’m not. It’s “Let me count the waves.”
Later I looked it up and he was right, of course.
I shouldn’t make any excuses for myself, but I’m going to. I originally heard the poem on The Love Boat when I was a child. A man and a woman were standing on deck and the man said, “How do I love thee? Let me count that waves.” Or at least, that’s what I thought he said. It made sense at the time. They were on a boat and there were a lot of waves. That’s a whole lot of love. Right?