My husband, God love him, is not the most romantic man in the world. I truly believe he used all of his romantic gestures up when we were dating and that's why he courted me so quickly. However, once in awhile, he surprises me. With his last job, he traveled soooo much. He was away a week at a time, and at the time, 3 kids were still in diapers, so it was a bit rough for me.
One particular trip, he left super early, even before our then 5:30am wakeup call from Will. When I groggily came downstairs to get breakfast and bottles started, I opened up a cabinet and had a sticky note on it saying, "I love you". This little gesture made me smile. I continued to go through the kitchen getting breakfast ready and found more, but it wasn't until I went to my mug cabinet and found the sticky note of all sticky notes, "I wish I was making you tea". Ka-Ching!!!
If you know me, you know that I am addicted to tea, like people are to coffee. I can't function in the morning without it and need it in the evening too. My all time favorite is Twinings Chai, in the red box. It's delicious and I'm having a seriously hard time when I have to drink something else, especially (gasp) Lipton.
Normally, I'll ask Dave, who I've dubbed "Dunkin David" to make my tea...it's one thing that he can do for me, just because. He usually, after I make my request, curses under his breath, or has some type of complaint, but grumpily goes into the kitchen and makes it most days. He steeps it and all! But when I found this note, I knew it was a keeper. I have it posted on the refrigerator, and of course, since getting it, I'll gently remind him that it was his wish...who am I not to grant it? I know I will never get another gesture of this sort, because he has told me he totally regrets writing that post it, but for now, it's my golden ticket.
As I'm writing this, I've got a mug steeping. It's been 16 minutes since he started it. He forgets sometimes that he's started it, so I'll have to gently remind him again. That's when he usually comes out of his office and says, in a creepy voice, "Yessss, master..." and walks hunched over, dragging his leg behind him. All in the name of romance and post its....
Oh Melissa this is a good one! I guess as we grow older with our mates we all have those weird little moments that we share together. We have ours too, which you reminded me of, and made me smile. Thanks :)Kristi
ReplyDeleteMelissa, I'm loving the blog! Can't wait to try the peanutbutter pie & see pictures from tomorrows party :)
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