Most of my blog readers love to cook. Most. I am definitely included in that bunch — kitchen time is my Zen. It is my “me time”. A lot of our friends and family members compliment my culinary commitment and turn to Mr. Prevention and sputter something along these lines:
“YOU ARE SOOO LUCKY!”
I’m going to safely assume some of you or your significant others have received comments right up that alley. I mean, who doesn’t love to be cooked for? Nutritious cooking, an added bonus.
And hopefully you aren’t all married to or dating Mr. Prevention prototypes who respond with a defensive, “I don’t ask her to cook every night. I’m fine with pizza. Every night.”
He’d switch it up — Domino’s, Pizza Hut, Tony’s, and maybe a Di Giorno (if they go on sale). “Never the same thing every night”, he’d explain.
Point being, Mr. Prevention is all but wow-ed by my culinary abilities.
Variety? Over-rated. Healthy? Over-rated? Balance? Over-rated. (cheap) PIZZA, please.
Rewind to yesterday evening when I’m folding his laundry (perfectly – thanks to years in retail work during college). “I love you, babe”…”Thanks for doing the laundry, hun.”
Rewind a little further to yesterday afternoon. “What time did you get home from work? The house looks great, babe” (after 2 hours of picking up a week’s worth of crap laying around and re-familiarizing myself with what a kitchen table and counters look like).
It’s amazing what our significant others appreciate. Sadly for me, cooking and baking warrant no return in this marriage. The things we don’t know before, “I do”…..(I kid!)
Like hunger, physical love is a necessity. But man’s appetite for amour is never so regular or so sustained as his appetite for the delights of the table. -Honore de Balzac
Wrong, Mr. Balzac. Wrong.
So, Question: What is something you do (cooking, cleaning, or otherwise) that gets you a little love from that someone special? Is there something you do that goes unnoticed or under-appreciated?
P.S. Does everyone’s blog traffic plummet over the weekend…or is it just me?