Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Miracles Never Cease

Yesterday was a crazy day. Monday night, I had book club. I wound up leaving book club at 10:45, driving to Judy's house where it was raining pretty good, and then heading south into the storm from hell, where I finally arrived at 12:15. The house was a mess, but I didn't care. I dropped a quick email to the girls, and headed to bed.

I had to get up at 5:15 because we went through all FIVE of Michael's carpool drivers and back up people and no one could give him a ride to the van pool yesterday. So I drove him up to Stafford, got home at 6:00 and went back to bed for an hour and a half, until I had to go to work. Worked yesterday, came home, took a nap, and woke up to go pick him up from the van pool. In total, he woke me up 3 times yesterday, and all 3 times I had to roll out of bed and get into the car.

By the time we got home, with all that up and down, I was half crazy. I didn't know if I was coming or going.

So my wonderful husband offered to cook me dinner.

First time in 8 years he's done the cooking. It was so sweet. He heated everything up and then called me upstairs, where he informed me I should start eating without him so it wouldn't get cold. He delivered my meal on a warm plate with a potholder with all the finesse of a butler at the Ritz Carlton, and a cold drink was waiting at the table.

It doesn't take much to about reduce me to tears, but I was about crying last night. What a guy.

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