DH fixes his cereal for breakfast. When he started to fix it this morning, I came upstairs. Went back down about 10 min. later, and he had removed milk, juice, etc from the top shelf of the refrigerator and had the shelf out also! He as washing it and cleaning it. Asked what happened. He said the milk leaked (yes, found out it had a small pin-leak!), so he had taken everything out and cleaned it up! Normally, he would have yelled for me!
Alright then!
Before taking Millie to the groomer a few minutes ago, I took her in the backyard to do her stuff; DH was watching. When she finished, he asked me if we had time for HIM to go to the bathroom. Told him we'd take time - for him to go on. He looked around as he went in the door and said, "Guess I'd better go use the bathroom, not like Millie does in the backyard."
I had a chuckle too. In the grocery store looking at the bargains, wondering what to have for supper. I saw pancake mix. DH loves pancakes with apple and bacon and we seldom have them. So I said
"Hey, I have an idea, I'll fix pancakes for supper!" DH with a happy smile: "OK, I'll come too."
Yesterday we were driving to my parent's house when my husband asked me where we were going. I told him my parents. He said okay, we are going up north. They do live 45 minutes north of us. Then he said we were going to Charlie's house. My dad's name is Charles and my husband has never called him anything other than dad. Most of my dad's friends call him Chuck. I couldn't help but giggle in the car and when I told my dad about he laughed too. He calls my mom, "her". My mom said that she was jealous that my dad got called by a name and wasn't "him".
My husband has a little joke. Lately I've been bribing him to take a bath by giving him two mini-cream puffs . They are bite size and he loves them. As soon as he is in the tub I put them in a little dish to thaw, in plain sight in the bathroom. This has helped to make the bathroom an acceptable place to be, for a while he didn't even want to go in. Now, getting ready to take him to the bathroom for his bath I ask him how many minipuffs he would like. He looks at me with a twinkle in his eye and says "Six!" or some other number and giggles. I pretend to be aghast at his greed and we giggle all the way to the bathroom. Anything for a laugh.
Oh Jeanette, you are so lucky to have that laugh. We also have laughs together,but lately we've had more anger & angry words. Right now he is sitting on the couch giving me that blank look. It's so pitiful I want to cry.
Tonight while the news was on something was said about health care. DH said to me "do you think I ought to do something about that"? I asked him what he would do. He said, "As administrator, I know about budgets and cutting costs, and I've been doing this a long time, so I'm sure I can do something!" I told him to go for it!
(He was administrator for a huge hospital in Ohio before he retired).
Why shouldn't he go for it. He couldn't possibly do any worse than what's going on in Washington now. Tell him I said "Good luck and God's blessings on his new venture!"
I got a call from teh social worker at the day care my dh attends. Wednesday, when he arrived he heaved a sigh of relief and said, ahhhh, i'm home. That night when he got home from day care, he commented to me, "you have a nice place here. " We've been here 11 years. alrighty then.
My Dh came into the living room with an announcement today....he said "I'm thinking of asking Mary(his aide) to marry me". First whole sentence in quite a while. Wonder how long he has been planning this. Gotta laugh.
5 years ago my wife voluntarily stopped driving. She handed me the keys and said "I'm done". She has not mentioned driving since then until today. As I was getting her in the car to drive to church she said: "Do you want me to drive, or are you going to drive?" Since she is in late stage 6 there is no way she could even get the car into motion.
I solved the problem for good by trading the Lincoln in on a Prius, which is a push-botton start with no keys at all. No way could he ever figure out how to drive it. Heck, it took me awhile to figure it all out myself! Now that he's been placed it's not even a problem, but he still wonders whether he still has his old car.
My DH woke me up at 6AM to tell me things were falling all over in the bathroom. I jumped up and followed him where pointed into the toilet. He had obviously been busy this morning as I saw the usual morning "deposits" but there was something in the middle of it that was getting my DH upset. I ran back to the bedroom to get my glasses and when I returned for a look saw my partial laying in the midst of the mess! Started my morning by fishing them out, pour bleach on them and then soaking them in Efferdent. After that I just tried not to think about it when I put them in! When I asked him how they got in there he had no idea. "Someone" must have snuck in and put them there. Needless to say I am hiding them at night now.
Friday evening I came home from work with a new pair of slippers for my DH. I took off my coat, said good night to Jack (his daytime partner) and went into the kitchen. On the counter, next to the sink, I found a paper napkin neatly folded up contained a white cake-like substance. I make an assumption that Jack had given him a piece of cake, which I had brought from home, and which Rocky decided to wrap up. I didn't question it, because there is no more logic in the equation.
I asked Rocky to come and try on his new slippers. After much persuasion, he complied. They seemed fine. But as he pulled out his foot, I noticed more of this cake-like substance on the floor. Puzzled, but accepting, I went for the dustpan and brush. I swept it up, but noticed a trail of it leading into the living room as he walked away. It was like manna falling from heaven. What is this?
I followed with my dustpan, and as he sat on the couch, a ton of it was by his feet. Now I was completely baffled. WHAT IT THIS STUFF??? I tugged as the bottom of his sweatpants and out it poured. The more I swept it up, the smaller the pieces got, and it seemed unending.
I realized I had to get those pants off. Well, they were full. Believe it or not, he had pulled out all the stuffing of the Assurance diaper that he was wearing and it filled his sweatpants. I had to remove everything from below the waist and put on a new diaper. Of course, he was objecting to every move. WHAT A MESS!!! But at least the mystery was solved.
I cooked a big (too big) Christmas Dinner for today. Don't know why since it's only the two of us -just habit, I guess, and I love to cook special meals. I sat everything on the bar and gave DH a plate so he could help himself. He loaded up! After eating about half of it, he said,"You thought I married you just for your good looks, didn't you?" I said, "Yeah - and my money". He laughed and said, "It was for your cooking. This is the best THANKSGIVING DINNER I've ever had."
aww Vickie how sweet. at least hes thanking you! i did the same thing. made a huge turkey dressing trimmings and dessert for just us two. but we will also eat leftovers til we cant touch it again:)
Habits are hard to break. I'm cooking a fairly large meal..roast beast (beef tenderloin), Potato/mushroom gratin, artichoke heart gratin, blood orange/avo salad, green beans in lemon oil...daughter brings munchies and dessert...what in heck am I going to do with all this food? Our son and DIL, daughter, SIL and 3 g-boys, amd the two of us. Hope they all like leftovers! Oh well...everyone have a Merry Merry.
Kathi--send those leftovers East!!!!!!!!!!!!! We had a big meal at one of my favorite restaurants last night (traditional Italian Xmas dinner of the seven fishes) with a lovely wine accompanying each course. DH was very talkative (think it was the wine). Halfway through, I realized he thought it was a business dinner and I was someone trying to get him to invest in some sort of proposal! We had a fun evening though--he kept telling me he'd have to think about it before investing any money--he doesn't like to make quick decisions, etc. So today we're having leftover roasted chicken with parsnips, carrots and turnips, cranberry sauce, spinach salad. Should I open some wine??????????? Maybe so!
kathi37, I have not cooked a beef roast in a long time. I think I will do one soon. I LOVE a good roast. Have not thought of one until you posted about yours, now this is all that is on my mind:)
And yes any leftovers are welcome here:))
marilyninMD what is the dinner of the seven fishes?
Blue, The Feast of the Seven Fishes (festa dei sette pesci), celebrated on Christmas Eve, also known as The Vigil, is believed to have originated in Southern Italy and is not a known tradition in many parts of Italy. Today, it is a feast that typically consists of seven different seafood dishes. Some Italian American families have been known to celebrate with 9, 11 or 13 different seafood dishes. This celebration is a commemoration of the wait, Vigilia di Natale, for the midnight birth of the baby Jesus
blue--here are all the details for any fellow foodies:
Amuse (sort of a pre-appetizer): Bacala Cicchetti (bacala is dried salted cod, I think). This was two tiny slices of baguette with an herbed spread and a tiny piece of bacala on top of each.
Appetizer: Fritto Misto--mixed fried seafood with garlic aioli (sauce) Wine: Prosecco, Canella, IT (Prosecco the equivalent of Italian champagne)
Salad: Grilled Baby Octopus with oranges, red onions, arugula, capers, citrus olive oil Wine: Anthilal, Donna Fugata, Sicilia 08 (white wine)
Intermezzo (palate cleanser): Lemon Basil Granita (sort of like sorbet, but granita is coarser)
Pasta: Malfatti Algi' Oli--fresh pasta (made that day by restaurant owner) with greens, anchovies, garlic oil, raisins, pine nuts
Main Course: Zuppa di Pesce--Calamari, mussels, clams, monkfish, cod in a saffron tomato fennel broth with grilled crostini (bread) Wine: Barbera D'Alba Pertinace IT 08 (red wine)
Dessert: Cassata Cake
I'm sure this isn't the traditional dinner, but an updated version--it was great. I ordered one of these dinners with the wine and an additional salmon entree for DH, we shared all and brought the Zuppa di Pesce home, which I enjoyed for lunch yesterday. My sister-in-law noted that DH is much more talkative when he has wine, I'll have to make sure he always has some!
Marilyn, it sounds delicious! Funny- DH always talks more while drinking his glass of wine in late afternoon! Talk, talk, talk - repeat, repeat, repeat! LOL
Marilyn, I have a friend of mine who's DH comes from the east coast and they go back every Christmas.. And every Christmas eve they have a dinner that sounds a lot like what you have. Sounds like a great way to bring in the Christmas season. Thanks for filling me in on this great feast. Now I want seafood and roast beef:) And here I am snowed in and unable to get to the store!
We always had the Feast of the Seven Fishes. It was strange not to have it this year, but being one of Jim's favorite Christmas traditions, I didn't have the heart or the energy to prepare it. I've decided it's time to try new things and begin some new traditions. My son sat at the head of the table this year, and read The Night Before Christmas as Jim has always done.
The blizzard is heading our way, already snowing in Boston, should be here in a couple hours. So glad we have lots of leftovers!
Vickie--I think even the repeating is better than silence. I'm going to encourage the wine drinking, it makes him more like he used to be--fun to be with. Blue--Maybe there are more people of Italian descent on the East Coast?
Well, I just walked in on my DH using his electric toothbrush to clean his Depends!!!!! I tried to explain to him that it was not at all sanitary and he said that it was alright because he ran it under the water first!
I haven't had many alrighty then moments lately because dh no longer talks. But yesterday something happened. After dinner he was still sitting at the kitchen table as usual in hopes of more food (he eats anything and everything I put on the table) so I told him to get two mandarin oranges out of the fridge and peel us each one. I had retreated around the corner to the dining room table where I was doing a jigsaw puzzle. After a while I saw him staring into the fridge and getting two mandarin oranges out. He went back to the table and was busy for a long time. Now I was really not hoping for any mandarin orange -- lately he has lost the ability to crack nuts or peel fruit without eating everything up -- just trying to gain time to enjoy my puzzle before having to start the bathtime ritual. But after quite a while he came into the living room carefully carrying a desert dish containing something orange: and proudly presented me with the PEELINGS of two mandarin oranges, carefully torn into small bits. He was so delighted with my (pretended) indignation at being given the peelings, that he tried twice more to give them to me.
hmmm while visiting wife at her AFL friday we were sitting at a table and an aide was cleaning a couple feet away,wife asked about the weather an I replied we were supposed to get 2-4 inches of snow that afternoon,she then said when am I going to get 2-4 inches again? I wanted to crawl under the table,aide was doubled over laughing an wife acted like it was a perfectly legitimate question,
It really does me good to come to this site for more reasons than one. When I need to vent, I can; when I need to cry, I can; when my spirits need a Huge Pick Me Up, this site does it. These post are too cute to not laugh and feel sad all at the same time. Thanks to everyone for sharing their wonderful moments. I need a few wonderful moments right now....... hope ya don't mind me enjoying yours......good night to one and all.....keep up the great post......
Last night my DH and I were in the car and I was driving down the street and all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw him raise and lower his hand like he was trying to make a point to someone. I asked him what he was doing and he said "I am having a conversation with the dentist" I said, "What are you telling him?" He said, "I am telling him that I want my tooth pulled." I said, "What did the dentist say?" He said, "the dentist doesn't want to do it and I am trying to tell him why I want it done" then before I stopped the car he opened the door to get out. Side point, we weren't going to the dentist at the time. I knew that he really was having a conversation with a person not there but it struck me at the time as funny. Don't ask me why, I guess it's easier than getting upset.