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Valentine’s Day: Where’s dinner?

**disclaimer: I repost this every year and email my {first} husband a copy a few days before  Valentine’s Day. Just a not so subtle reminder of the “happy wife, happy life” motto I subscribe to on a daily basis! **

My Valentine’s Day was spent in the Atlanta airport, making my way back to Colorado.  Before leaving for Knoxville last week to visit my sister,  I reminded my {first} husband the one gift I wanted: dinner at home: no chocolates, no reservations. I asked  my {first} husband to pre-order and pick up a family size order of baked ziti with sausage and the chopped salad from our fav Italian restaurant:  Maggianos.   Yum. Simple.

1_ziti I knew after a day of flying I would  love a night home with family and  a great dinner. Well my first clue this was maybe  not going to happen is when I found the milk still in the milk box from the 2am delivery. This foreshadowed  what was  to follow.   I open the kitchen refrigerator.. no large aluminum tray.  He must have put dinner in the garage refrigerator. HE MUST….HAVE.  I talked about it all last week.  So simple.  I open the garage fridge and there is no aluminum tray. Of course, the “take and bake” pizza I bought for him and the kids to eat while I was gone, was still in the refrigerator: looking like it had spent one too many nights wrapped in plastic wrap. So, I decided to take the dogs on a quick trip to the dog park while my {first} husband figured out dinner.  I took his car and our 2 dogs- Owen and Tanner.  Two dogs, one very muddy dog park and my {first} husband’s car.   So, I trudged through the mud, with the dogs.  Dogs were sliding in the mud, my socks were soaked from the puddles and the sun was setting.. it was getting chilly.  I get a quick text from {first} husband admitting he screwed up, he was picking up dinner and he would order up the ziti for another night.  I was still a little cranky  (I was missing my sissy and I was in denial  it was back to reality of school, homework, lunches, bedtimes, drama… motherhood). And, then I realized that I had two very muddy dogs and driving my {first} husband’s car.  So, my {first} husband’s Valentine was the cutest set of paw prints on the interior roof of his car.  And, on Tuesday my favorite, forever and always husband brought home baked ziti. Guess what I already put in his mobile calendar for next year: Order Dinner. Love you ~forever and always~

Laura
Owner & Contributor at notatrophywife.com
Owner and contributor of notatrophywife.com. All opinions are my own and may change like my weight and/or age.

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    says

    Well, on the bright side, you *did* get your baked ziti, even if it was a day late. :) And I’m sure next year, he will NOT forget!

    Thank you so much for participating in Type A Thursday! I’m now following you back and I hope you’ll join in next week! Yay for Type A’s!

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    says

    That’s funny – definitely put a smile on my face! Thanks for joining in Type A Thursday and following my blog! I hope we’ll see you again next week!

    It’s great to connect with another Coloradan! We’ve been living in Texas for a little over a year now, but I consider myself from Colorado (I’ve spent the most time there of anywhere – my dad was Air Force so that should clue you in on where we lived ;).

    And I love you mentioned Type A in your bio. The Type A Housewife and myself just might need to think about adding you as a guest blogger one of these weeks!

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    says

    Cute post. We know about muddy dogs! My (second) husband took the poochies for a walk last night and the beagle is so low to the ground, his belly came home muddy and wet. First thing he did when he got home, jump on Momma’s lap! :)

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