My hubby is a sweetie. He tries so hard to help me.
Several months ago he started helping with the laundry. When he walks by the hamper and it's falling on to the floor, he decides, on his own, that I must need help.
One of his admonitions to me is I need to learn to say no.
He's right, sometimes.
I have to learn who I can say no to, don't I?
When the Pastor calls and needs help, how can I turn him down?
When the song leader calls, or the President of our Ladies Auxiliary here where I live?
A few weeks ago I came home from a meeting, exhausted. I plopped into a chair and kicked off my shoes.
My hubby leaned over, took my hand and said, "what's for dinner?"
Remembering the day he tried to "light" the gas stove with one of those lighters I use to light candles, I was hesitant to ask him to cook.
I smiled and said, "honey, it's your turn to cook."
Without missing a beat he said, "Of course. He stood up and reached for his car keys. What do you want from Maryland Chicken"?
7 comments:
Well, at least you know the kitchen is safe!!! God Bless Him!
Tammy,
You are my ONLY massage therapist---and yes, the kitchen is safe! ha ha
Greetings from Southern California.
I added myself to follow your blog. You are more than welcome to visit mine and become a follower if you want to.
God Bless You, ~Ron
Ron,
I would love to follow your blog! Greetings from Sunny Florida! :D
Like Joylene's DH, mine is another one that cooks. He began when I owned my own business and didn't always appear in the kitchen when mealtimes approached. To stave off starvation he took the initiative and now, years later, he still cooks most meals. Even though I'm no longer working at that job, it's very handy when I'm off at a meeting or just hibernating in my office writing. :)
Joy,
You are too funny! I'm glad Ralphie keeps you in line!! ha ha
Love you
Katt
Carol,
My hubby "takes out" rather than cook. Which isn't all bad----most days I love to cook. But you know how our schedules can be sometimes----YIKES!
Love ya
Katt
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