Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Simple Things

The mister's 31st birthday was yesterday.

We had planned on going kayaking, but with wind gusts of 50 mph and intermittent rain, we decided that was a stupid idea and instead spent the day on a model-airplane-store/bike-shop crawl. 

For his birthday I gave the mister a handknit sweater and P90X (his request; I am not dumb enough to get someone the devil's workout if it's not something they expressly requested). 

His response to both gifts and the delicious homemade dinner and cake I made was enthusiastic.

His response, however, upon going bed and discovering clean sheets, freshly laundered duvets and comforters, and a tidied bedroom, was a bellowed, "Oh, my God, I love you very much."

It's the simple things, I guess.


sweetaimee said...

isn't it hopeless I don't think I will ever fully understand my hubbys thought process

Molly said...

Cute! Happy Birthday Mister J!