Not a big deal but it’s newsworthy because today I FINALLY got my mojo back in terms of writing some posts. I’m set up on the dining room table, magazines and junk strewn everywhere. I’m on a roll. So I asked nicely if he would make dinner, despite the fact I’ve been home for hours now, and he is. he’s a good egg that Hubby of mine.
A good egg.
Saturday at Liv and Ben’s party he could tell I was a little nervous to be meeting all these new people. I always am, no matter what. So he stayed close and managed my clinginess until I finally found my feet and just jumped on into conversations. That’s a bit special too, don’t you think? It shows care and concern. Even if he did have a couple of beers in just as many minutes and kept saying, you look uncomfortable. Awkward even. You look uncomfortable. Gah. I almost clipped him one. Thank goodness I’m not the violent type.
Then he drove me home Sunday so I could make my Dad’s birthday lunch when I was not fit for driving anywhere. I’m pretty darn grateful for him. Not because he’s doing anything particularly special for a decent man, but because he does it easily, it just comes from him and without complaint. He just has Melissa radar and he knows what I need when I need it. It’s a gorgeous thing and something I adore about us.
Too bad those skills don’t extend to choosing birthday presents though.
He pretty much sucks at that.
Oh well, can’t win ’em all.
And I’ve won plenty.
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Aww, I want a good egg!
So great to remind ourselves of this. The Man is very much like this also and as much as I hate to admit it, I am so used to his wonderful ways that at times I’m sure I take it for granted. Naughty! But when we’re at a party or out somewhere, someone (usually a lady) will pass comment at how attentive he is. And then I go ‘oh yeah, not everyone is that lucky’ and then I hug him a little tighter and kiss him all over his face…and then he asks me why I’m being so weird and clingy HAH Gosh love him, he was designed to be wonderful but not to enjoy the appreciated that comes with it 😉 Just another of his little habits that so tug at my heart.
Yup. That. It’s such an easy thing to take for granted when it’s just the two of you bumping along, doing your thing. It’s the outside world that reminds us that what we’ve got is special. That they are special. Holds a mirror up to it in a way.
but what did he cook? And where are the photos? I like looking at food….
Steak with vegetables. Just what I felt like, so greens and some protein. Yum yum.
Nawww he sure is a good egg. Yay for mojo return. I’m feeling somewhat the same after the highs and lows of the last few weeks and with a unschedlued mini break from my blog with Pop’s passing. So much has happened in last three weeks, all super inspired in many levels. It’s exciting, and you know what’s great having these great men we have who get it and support it, and support us. Go them. X
Oh gosh Trudie, I didn’t even know! So sorry to hear about your Pop, would have given you an extra big squeeze on Saturday. Which was an amazing day, you did a fantastic job – especially considering the circumstances xx
I’m sorry to hear that Trudie. I’m also glad you took some time, recuperated and have come back filled with vigour.
Go them indeed. My guy is a good egg, so is yours. Some of us just make great choices and are rewarded with greatness. 😉