I think it is amusing the things we do when we’re in love. When my wife and I were just beginning to date, she made up a story about special dinners for family birthdays. My daughter was just turning twelve at the time and my soon to be better half decided that she wanted to cook the traditional “whatever the honoree wanted” lunch. As I remember it was steak and Spinach Madeline. It was the first time that she cooked the spinach dish and it turned out just fine. You couldn’t prove it by me because I don’t eat cooked spinach. I took everyone else’s word for it. To be fair, she repeated the event for my son two months later. I believe that was probably the only two times that that tradition has been exercised in our marriage.
On our first date she brought over a box of her delicious homemade chocolate chip cookies for my two kids. As we were walking out the door, all we remember seeing is my fifteen year old son waving goodbye to us, head buried in the box of cookies. She later told me that she used the cookies as bait for my kids. As of this writing that was eighteen years and nineteen days ago and that was probably the last time she ever baked them. Boy, I miss those cookies.
For me, she used to bake cherry pies. I guess the last time a piece of one of her homemade pies passed my lips was right after the “great cookie” incident. Her excuse today, “Why should I go through all the trouble when I can get one already baked at the store!”
But I have to admit, she still cooks a great Spinach Madeline . . . I still don’t eat it, but if it’s like everything else she cooks, it’s great. So I guess I shouldn’t complain about the lack of cookies and pies. I haven’t missed a meal yet and I have the physique to show for it.
After all she did to amuse me you might be wondering what did I do for her. Well, how can I put this delicately . . . does the term “boy toy” come to mind? Nah, I didn’t think so.
This July we will be celebrating the seventeenth anniversary of our wedding day. Since that day we’ve been through two major moves, three new home construction adventures, two open heart surgeries, one scary seizure at seventy miles an hour, two retirements, welcomed one daughter-in-law (she already had one), three-sons-in-law, and ten grandchildren into our lives. Oh, and I can’t forget the nine or so grand pets; five dogs and four or five cats. I don’t think that there were any goldfish or hamsters.
All of the above would not have been possible had the Lord not brought us together. I was looking, she wasn’t. So for those of you who haven’t found that special someone yet, don’t give up hope. A friend of mine once told me that “for every crooked pot, there’s a crooked lid”. However, I think that I am a little more “crookeder” than her.
We are both thankful for each day, week, month and year that we have had together. If we get another seventeen, that will be alright with us. Like I said, it’s amusing the things we do when we’re in love. Somehow we’ve managed to amuse each other all these years and still remain in love.
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