Mr. Husbandman thanked me yesterday. A thank you for fourteen years of hell. Of which was stated to me:
- If he didn't know me, he would be richer.
- If he didn't know me, he would have more hair.
- If he didn't know me, what hair he would have, would be dark.
On those remarks alone.....off I went:
- I spent lots of his (ours) money.
- I coloured by "quad coloured hair don't" to a respectable double hair tint.
- I bought him a non stick deep dish skillet with a lid.... so he can practice putting his hand inside the skillet, with the lid on..... and see what hell is really like.
- I bought him a card..(I did contemplate a "thank-you for your hospitality card")... and then clarified the hair issue: (1) he could remedy that with the aid of science, and (2) the grey didn't really start to take form until the sweetness fusspot-pipster entered our lives, so he would have to rescind the mornings statements, and come up with a better critique about 14 years of hell. And... I am still waiting for a response.
Oh, and to make the day feel even more special... I bought two dinners that I could (kind-of) prepare.... and dessert. What did he eat.... leftovers. Did I care... No!.... now that's love.
1 comment:
Happy Anniversary. Doesnt seem like 14 years since you dressed me in the green, beer can holder dress! I do remember it being a very special day and I was so honnored to be part of it.
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