The old man is home from work today. It would have been nice if I too could have had a day off so we could have some time together, but alas, that is not to be.
But last night as I was bundling up the dry cleaning to drop off, he offered to drop off and pick up what's there. This makes me so very happy. I kind of dread going to the dry cleaner because the husband portion of the husband/wife owner team admonishes me about the amount of pet hair on our stuff every time I come in. Excuse me, isn't it your job to deal with these things? If my clothes were clean, your services would be ummmm.....unnecessary.
Before I left for work I asked Chuck if he wouldn't mind picking up a few things at the supermarket and he readily agreed. I said I'd e-mail a list to him when I got to work, but hadn't gotten to that when my phone rang. He was at the cleaners and ready to go to the supermarket right next door. What did we need? I gave him a brief list. Then paused. I needed one more item and debated whether or not to ask him.
"Honey, are you comfortable enought with your masculinity to buy me tampons?" Without even a pause or a breath he said sure and proceeded to ask me what brand and "strength".
You know, I'm a grown woman. My husband is a grown man. It's not that this sort of thing is embarassing to me, nor to hub, but I don't think that in the 10+ years we've been together I've ever asked him to purchase feminine hygiene products for me. Not because I wouldn't, I just don't think it's ever come up.
Yeah, I'm crazy in love with my husband, because you know, it's the little day-to-day stuff like this that really matters.
I just started reading your blog a few months ago...I don't even know you or your husband... but is it too ridiculous to say I'm so proud of him! :)
Posted by: lex at May 13, 2004 12:37 PMi only hope one day i will find my chuck.
Posted by: kaleid at May 15, 2004 06:30 AMHe is my lobster.
Posted by: beth at May 17, 2004 12:22 PM