Maybe I asked for it...
Hubby called me at work this morning and I convinced him to get the grocery shopping done today, since he didn't have anything else to do.
I said, "pick up something for dinner."
"What?" he asked.
"Surprise me."
He called me when he got home and said he had a surprise for me for dinner. Okay, I had something to look forward to when I got home. So, while I'm watching Judge Judy he said dinner would be ready in about 20 minutes.
"I don't smell anything cooking," I commented during a commercial.
"I haven't started it yet."
I frowned, "what is it?"
He grinned. "Mashed potatoes, corn, boneless pork ribs."
Wow! That perked me up. I could hear him in the kitchen, using the microwave to warm it up. I figured, he must have picked something up earlier, that was already cooked. So I get my TV dinner tray ready and wait.
"It's ready," he calls from the kitchen.
Good timing I think. Another commercial. I won't miss any of Judge Judy! I rush to the kitchen and open the microwave. My jaw drops and I swing around to him. He smiles, with total sincerity!
It was a Banquet TV dinner! I couldn't believe it. The processed pork was swimming in some tart barbecue sauce. The mashed potatoes and corn wouldn't fill a two-year-old. But I sat and ate it, telling him that it was good every time he asked me.
If that ain't love I don't know what is!
Now, I'm off for a snack:)
I said, "pick up something for dinner."
"What?" he asked.
"Surprise me."
He called me when he got home and said he had a surprise for me for dinner. Okay, I had something to look forward to when I got home. So, while I'm watching Judge Judy he said dinner would be ready in about 20 minutes.
"I don't smell anything cooking," I commented during a commercial.
"I haven't started it yet."
I frowned, "what is it?"
He grinned. "Mashed potatoes, corn, boneless pork ribs."
Wow! That perked me up. I could hear him in the kitchen, using the microwave to warm it up. I figured, he must have picked something up earlier, that was already cooked. So I get my TV dinner tray ready and wait.
"It's ready," he calls from the kitchen.
Good timing I think. Another commercial. I won't miss any of Judge Judy! I rush to the kitchen and open the microwave. My jaw drops and I swing around to him. He smiles, with total sincerity!
It was a Banquet TV dinner! I couldn't believe it. The processed pork was swimming in some tart barbecue sauce. The mashed potatoes and corn wouldn't fill a two-year-old. But I sat and ate it, telling him that it was good every time he asked me.
If that ain't love I don't know what is!
Now, I'm off for a snack:)
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Comment by John Dishon on February 16, 2009 at 3:33am
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Well, he said he hadn't started it yet, so I don't know why you would think he was just heating it up. But even if that were the case, you really thought it would take 20 minutes to heat up food that had already been cooked? Your microwave must be powered by a hand crank.
Maybe he just did that so you wouldn't ask him to get dinner again.
@Clair: For a guy, twenty minutes is more than enough time and it doesn't matter if you put any effort in at all. We'll get ours with or without you.
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Comment by Tory Richards on February 16, 2009 at 3:06am
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LOL...not to worry,he got the message:)
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Comment by Clair Dickson on February 13, 2009 at 1:39pm
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Time to teach that man to cook!
Of course, I would stared at him and asked if he was really serious. And maybe made a suggestion about the time and effort I would put into certain horizontal activities in return. You know, equal amount of effort in bed compared to what he put into cooking.
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