Here are a few exchanges between MrDane and myself in recent months:
Me “I’m soooooo HUUUUUUNgryyyyyyy!!!!!!!!” (at 9pm on a Monday night)
Him “Want me to make you something sweetie?”
Me “I don’t know what I want, but I’m sooooo HUUUUUUNgryyyyyyyy. Maybe hashbrowns?”
Him “Ok, I’ll run to the store and buy a potato.”
Me “NO! That will take too long, I’m hungry NOW!”
Him “Well, do you want me to take you somewhere?”
Me “Ok. IHop is around the corner. Let’s go.”
He also brought me breakfast in bed since I had slept to 11am one particular Sunday morning…
Him “Hey babe, I made you brunch. It’s breakfast AND lunch instead of breakfast FOR lunch since I didn’t know which one you’d want.”
Me “Awwww, thanks hun!”
Him “There’s cheese in the scrambled eggs just like you like, and I also made a grilled cheese sandwich in case you want lunch, but either way you get your cheese. Also, I know you can’t have wine right now, so I thought chocolate milk in a wine glass would be ok.”
Me … unintelligble mumbling as I shoveled food into my hungry face…
I had a terrible cold a few weeks ago (still getting over the cough… ugh) and he brought me some soup at work to have for lunch. Just before he got up to leave, he said “I know you don’t feel good, but you look beautiful” and it was hard for him to keep a straight face as he uttered those words. I replied, “You’re a bad, bad liar, but I really appreciate the effort right now.”
I don’t know what I did to deserve him, but he’s been amazing!