Friday, August 10, 2007

And the Award for Best Husband Goes to – the Guy!

You guessed it – this is one of those posts where I go all-out sentimental. So stop reading now if you can’t stand mush.

Today is the two-year anniversary of something special, of a phone call that resumed our friendship and lead to everything that followed. Which is the excuse I’m going to use to extol some of the Guy’s many excellent qualities. Top that off with the fact that he has been exhibiting his best behaviour lately. So I’m going to show him off unabashedly and make all you women jealous.

The Guy had been away for a month, for work purposes. And he brought me back a whole load of stuff, and – to our common surprise, all the clothes fit me perfectly. And I love each piece. Which also went to tell me how much thought and effort must have gone into all of that. From a guy who hates shopping. I still can’t get over the fact, and am in a glow of contentment all day whenever I’m wearing – as right now – one of those garments.

Living away from me also drove him to appreciate – not my cooking (which he appreciates vocally enough, with gentle prompting) so much as the fact that he can now cook. Given that all he could cook slightly over a year ago was upma (which is admittedly, delicious, and which, therefore, I have always left to him) and that when I would ask him to put the cooker on the gas he would place it carefully on the burner and neglect to turn the gas on, this was a big achievement. (And a testimony to my careful training(!)) So he impressed his colleagues by whipping up (reportedly) delicious meals. And he has been practising his new-found skills since he got back. I feel like purring like a contented cat. What more could a woman want?

And then, a few days ago, he surpassed himself. He was at home nursing a backache, and asked me to let him know when I would be home so he could get dinner ready. I did not comply, because after all, he was home to rest, not strain his back standing at the kitchen counter. So, after the initial disappointment of finding me home earlier than he expected, he unleashed a flurry of activity, and hustled me firmly out of the premises. And my Guy presented me with an elaborate candlelit dinner, delicious and carefully presented on our best crockery.

He has since been ignoring my nudging him to take a few months off from work and rest himself at home…

2 comments:

shalini said...

your 'guy' really seems to be a winning horse all the way! :) and more than feeling jealous...i add my hearty congratulations to the cart!

:)

Contemplator said...

An't that the most touching thing!!!.. Sniff ..

I'll be over to check on those skills soon... :P....

Hey but good for you .. leaves me with some expectations from the other guy ... get my drift ....