I am a very lucky woman. I am married to my best friend, we still hold hands after 32 years together and we still rather like one another. We rarely fight but we do bicker occasionally. We never go to bed angry and we genuinely enjoy one anothers company.
My love does all the cooking.
ok, so I added the hat and the words on his tee shirt...
He cooks a mean omelet and a shrimp dish to die for. He's really gotten into trying various new things to up his repertoire and would love a professional oven and stove. He says cooking relaxes him and I think there is a self satisfaction he gets when creating a good meal.
I am very grateful as although I know how to cook it is not something I enjoy doing.
My love knows how a vacuum works, how to clean a toilet, scrub a dish and how to corral the dust bunnies...AND is THE tool man...can fix most anything. He is not in to gender specific roles within a couple, meaning he just hates it when he hears men say "that's women's work". He's very progressive.
Neither one of us is the boss, we have an equal partnership.
Over the weekend my love (between rains)spray painted the top of a bakers rack we had so I could use it in my studio(the bottom portion we used in the living room)......even going out to buy the paint first. He doesn't mind odd jobs and projects.
He always says I love you (even calling during the day just to say that)............and I admit to being spoiled by all that he does yet I NEVER for a single, solitary moment take him for granted. I ALWAYS make sure he knows he's appreciated and truly loved!
Yes, he's a definite phenom EXCEPT for one thing............
when it comes to gifts or romantic gestures he gets a bit muddled at times.
Now don't get me wrong, the gift of who he is as a person/husband far outweigh the wrapped present but there ARE times when a woman hopes for the unexpected.....the little gesture.....the "I saw this and thought of you" kind of thing. It's not that he doesn't want to......he's jsut always had a hard time figuring it out.
He used to want a list. He used to need a list. And for the better part of 32 years I've tried to explain that what would thrill me doesn't require a list - surprise me. A heart shaped rock, a book about something that I love, a silly little bobble that reminded him of something...a shell he saved from a trip to the beach......you know what I mean. This past Fall he came in with a perfect Autumn leaf he found and when he saw it he knew I'd love it.........when he gave it to me I had tears. He was a bit perplexed. I tried to explain it to him and I think he finally understood.
I am not about baubles, bangles and beads. I am not about expensive. I am not about designer labels and store names on bags. I am not about brand new even. I am about the THOUGHT even if it's something completely silly!
Sooooooooooooooo......imagine my surprise on Valentine's Day.....something we usually don't buy in to as we like to think that's every day.....
when that morning he made a lovely breakfast and with it came this:
A tiny, shiny, sparkly wee box the size of a pill box! It is so much more colorful in person and I absolutely LOVE it, in fact I think it's magic!
Later in the day we decided to go antiquing so I popped in the shower and when I got out I hear him ask "did you put perfume on yet?" An odd question - but he knows I NEVER leave home without some...."yes I did, why?"
He takes this from behind his back.....my signature scent...........and I've been out of it for months!!!! I did my little happy clap as I also looked at him in shock! "Wow, TWO presents????" his response "all for you!" .......more tears.
We had a lovely day out, no rain..........we went from shop to shop not finding what we were looking for but enjoying the time nonetheless. We then went out for a delish seafood dinner and drinks and we held hands across the table( that last part isn't unusual).
Later that evening, home and cozy as it had begun to pour rain again I was doing something in my studio and went back to the living room so we could watch a movie.
BUT WHAT'S THIS????
There on the sofa was a wee box..........I looked at it and then I looked at him. "What's this?" and he shrugged with a silly grin on his face. I bent over him and pulled down one of his eyes "Are you in there?" I asked in panic??
"OMG, the pod people came and took over your body didn't they?" "G! are you in there?"
Now don't misunderstand, he's a wonderful man, I am not at all demanding and truly it's NOT that I have to be showered with gifts ( he IS the gift and so is the love we share) but I think you women out there will know what I am talking about.
I sat and opened the box, pulled out this bracelet and my mouth fell open and the tears came AGAIN (ok, I admit it, I am a weeper).......because the first thing that popped in to my mind after all that happened that day was................ HE'S BEEN PAYING ATTENTION!
As we sat and watched the movie, heard the rain fall and little noises our cats make I couldn't help but look at him every now and then just to make sure he wasn't growing leafy limbs or that his eyes weren't turning neon yellow.
Nope, no alien........just my dear husband who I could tell was pretty darn proud of himself!
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He called just now and I told him I was blogging about him.....the first thing he said was "the pod people didn't get me!" and he laughed!
Now that's a gift!
Love,
Lisa
XOXOXO
My love does all the cooking.
ok, so I added the hat and the words on his tee shirt...
He cooks a mean omelet and a shrimp dish to die for. He's really gotten into trying various new things to up his repertoire and would love a professional oven and stove. He says cooking relaxes him and I think there is a self satisfaction he gets when creating a good meal.
I am very grateful as although I know how to cook it is not something I enjoy doing.
My love knows how a vacuum works, how to clean a toilet, scrub a dish and how to corral the dust bunnies...AND is THE tool man...can fix most anything. He is not in to gender specific roles within a couple, meaning he just hates it when he hears men say "that's women's work". He's very progressive.
Neither one of us is the boss, we have an equal partnership.
Over the weekend my love (between rains)spray painted the top of a bakers rack we had so I could use it in my studio(the bottom portion we used in the living room)......even going out to buy the paint first. He doesn't mind odd jobs and projects.
He always says I love you (even calling during the day just to say that)............and I admit to being spoiled by all that he does yet I NEVER for a single, solitary moment take him for granted. I ALWAYS make sure he knows he's appreciated and truly loved!
Yes, he's a definite phenom EXCEPT for one thing............
when it comes to gifts or romantic gestures he gets a bit muddled at times.
Now don't get me wrong, the gift of who he is as a person/husband far outweigh the wrapped present but there ARE times when a woman hopes for the unexpected.....the little gesture.....the "I saw this and thought of you" kind of thing. It's not that he doesn't want to......he's jsut always had a hard time figuring it out.
He used to want a list. He used to need a list. And for the better part of 32 years I've tried to explain that what would thrill me doesn't require a list - surprise me. A heart shaped rock, a book about something that I love, a silly little bobble that reminded him of something...a shell he saved from a trip to the beach......you know what I mean. This past Fall he came in with a perfect Autumn leaf he found and when he saw it he knew I'd love it.........when he gave it to me I had tears. He was a bit perplexed. I tried to explain it to him and I think he finally understood.
I am not about baubles, bangles and beads. I am not about expensive. I am not about designer labels and store names on bags. I am not about brand new even. I am about the THOUGHT even if it's something completely silly!
Sooooooooooooooo......imagine my surprise on Valentine's Day.....something we usually don't buy in to as we like to think that's every day.....
when that morning he made a lovely breakfast and with it came this:
A tiny, shiny, sparkly wee box the size of a pill box! It is so much more colorful in person and I absolutely LOVE it, in fact I think it's magic!
Later in the day we decided to go antiquing so I popped in the shower and when I got out I hear him ask "did you put perfume on yet?" An odd question - but he knows I NEVER leave home without some...."yes I did, why?"
He takes this from behind his back.....my signature scent...........and I've been out of it for months!!!! I did my little happy clap as I also looked at him in shock! "Wow, TWO presents????" his response "all for you!" .......more tears.
We had a lovely day out, no rain..........we went from shop to shop not finding what we were looking for but enjoying the time nonetheless. We then went out for a delish seafood dinner and drinks and we held hands across the table( that last part isn't unusual).
Later that evening, home and cozy as it had begun to pour rain again I was doing something in my studio and went back to the living room so we could watch a movie.
BUT WHAT'S THIS????
There on the sofa was a wee box..........I looked at it and then I looked at him. "What's this?" and he shrugged with a silly grin on his face. I bent over him and pulled down one of his eyes "Are you in there?" I asked in panic??
"OMG, the pod people came and took over your body didn't they?" "G! are you in there?"
Now don't misunderstand, he's a wonderful man, I am not at all demanding and truly it's NOT that I have to be showered with gifts ( he IS the gift and so is the love we share) but I think you women out there will know what I am talking about.
I sat and opened the box, pulled out this bracelet and my mouth fell open and the tears came AGAIN (ok, I admit it, I am a weeper).......because the first thing that popped in to my mind after all that happened that day was................ HE'S BEEN PAYING ATTENTION!
As we sat and watched the movie, heard the rain fall and little noises our cats make I couldn't help but look at him every now and then just to make sure he wasn't growing leafy limbs or that his eyes weren't turning neon yellow.
Nope, no alien........just my dear husband who I could tell was pretty darn proud of himself!
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
He called just now and I told him I was blogging about him.....the first thing he said was "the pod people didn't get me!" and he laughed!
Now that's a gift!
Love,
Lisa
XOXOXO
