Thursday, December 14, 2006

To Know Him is to Love Him

No Thursday Thirteen for me this week; I'm burning the candle at both ends here and, as you may have heard, I hardly have time to clean and decorate the house. Besides, I found myself getting stressed out about what to list this week, and I'm pretty sure that is a good sign that I'm taking the meme just a little too seriously.
But you may be happy to hear (or you may not, but you'll hear it just the same) that I have gotten over the hump of indecision, and I pushed my way through the entire first floor clean-up yesterday. (Thanks for all your moral support, it's good to know that I am not the only one feeling swamped)

And you may be even happier to hear that I got a dress for my cousin's wedding, and I will not have to wear yoga pants and a t-shirt. Which brings me to the point of this little post: My huz rocks my world! He came home early today (4 pm) after a particularly trying week so far, and he cheerfully (cheerfully!) shooed me out the door in the direction of the consumer super-mile (MacArthur Rd, for those who know it) with best wishes for finding a dress. There was no sighing, or sulking, or passive-aggressive b.s. to which some people resort (those kids!)
No, there was just a pat on the back and a cheese sandwich . . .

When I got home, he opened the door with a smile, asked how the shopping went, sat through the Parade Of Purchases, told me how the children went happily into that good night, and even summarized "The Office," which I missed, acting out all the best jokes.

And that's why I married him. He is a Good Man. A Really Good Man. I rarely send him off to do fun things so happily. Sometimes I just want to give him the finger while he's pulling out of the driveway. It's crude, and unpretty, and certainly not loving, but I'm not pulling any punches. I can be so miserable and selfish, but, luckily for me, his Goodness kind of catches me around the ankle, and drags me along behind him for a little while until I can get back up in the saddle. Thank God I get to ride double with him.

"I love him so dearly. He is truly the best man I know." - Elizabeth Bennet, Pride & Prejudice


  1. Anonymous11:46 AM

    Come on! You didn't tell us what the dress looks like. That's just not fair to leave me hanging like this!!


  2. T - I promise that I will put pictures of the wedding on here! The dress is hard to describe - it's got a red layer underneath, covered by a sheer black layer. Sounds gross, but looks pretty.

  3. Yes, your Rob is a good egg. Looks like we found the rights to our lefts, eh?


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