We were upstairs in the temple and we had just finished watching a production of "Dracula Gets A Gita" when all of a sudden they bring out a baby cow and tell us to start painting it! At first I was like, "Get me out of here, this is too weird!" and I started sweating. But I decided to let it play out. It turns out it wasn't that weird after all. It was Go Puja, a celebration of "the day when Krishna became an independent cowherd." So here's the point of the story - my wife didn't paint the cow! I asked her if she wanted to and she just shook her head "no". It didn't really bother me at first because I just thought, "Oh, she doesn't like to try new things. That's cool." But now, thinking back on it, it really upsets me that she didn't want to at least pretend to celebrate the day Krishna became an independent cowherd!
If I knew then what I know now about her I would have let her have it right there in front of everybody. And I wouldn't have even cared if the cow or Dracula were there while I did it.

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