My wife and I had an argument the other day that still hasn’t been totally settled. But this controversy was about something unusual. Sure, most married couples have misunderstandings about money, chores around the house, or even parenting. Well, I think I have something new to add to the list. Our disagreement had to do with frozen vegetables. Yep, you read it right, frozen vegetables. Let me explain this to you. I have no problem with vegetables, corn, carrots, peas, hey, even mixed vegetables are welcome in my home. The issue is that my wife keeps buying all these little bags of frozen vegetables and tosses them in our freezer, the one that is located above the refrigerator. I asked her to please stop doing that. Put your bags of frozen vegetables down in the freezer and keep this freezer for our fun items like a frozen pizza or ice cream and ice cream bars. You’ve taken all the freezer room with these stupid little bags of vegetables. I made a big deal about this recently and cleaned out the freezer downstairs and took all these little bags of frozen vegetables and neatly stored them downstairs. Then I went out and got a box of freeze pops to put in the upstairs freezer for the upcoming hot weather. I even had enough room for a bag of ice and some ice cream. I told my wife what I had done and explained that I was quite proud of my freezer accomplishment. I came home the other night and opened up the freezer for a freeze pop, and to my surprise, the freezer was stuffed with more frozen vegetables. And to add to my disgust, even a big bag of Brussels Sprouts. (I don’t even like Brussels Sprouts.) I asked my wife what was going on; did she forget our talk about the little bags of frozen vegetables? She said she was tired when she got home and would arrange things better tomorrow. I’m not stupid, I know that is not going to happen. She has the freezer so full of silly little bags of vegetables again. I tried to put some freezepops into the freezer, and could only fit three. Is there anything sadder than a man who can only fit three freeze pops in his freezer? I wanted to take those silly bags of vegetables outside and play corn hole with them, but I didn’t. I’m sure my wife is trying to taunt me with the bag of Brussels Sprouts. I haven’t figured out my next move, but trust me, I’m getting control of the freezer back. Why are women so devious sometimes?