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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Maybe I asked for it...
I said, "pick up something for dinner."
"What?" he asked.
He called me when he got home and said he had a surprise for me for dinner. Okay, I had something to look forward to when I got home. So, while I'm watching Judge Judy he said dinner would be ready in about 20 minutes.
"I don't smell anything cooking," I commented during a commercial.
"I haven't started it yet."
I frowned, "what is it?"
He grinned. "Mashed potatoes, corn, boneless pork ribs."
Wow! That perked me up. I could hear him in the kitchen, using the microwave to warm it up. I figured, he must have picked something up earlier, that was already cooked. So I get my TV dinner tray ready and wait.
"It's ready," he calls from the kitchen.
Good timing I think. Another commercial. I won't miss any of Judge Judy! I rush to the kitchen and open the microwave. My jaw drops and I swing around to him. He smiles, with total sincerity!
It was a Banquet TV dinner! I couldn't believe it. The processed pork was swimming in some tart barbecue sauce. The mashed potatoes and corn wouldn't fill a two-year-old. But I sat and ate it, telling him that it was good every time he asked me.
If that ain't love I don't know what is!
Now, I'm off for a snack:)