How do I know my Hubbie truly loves me?? Well – here’s one more way I will tuck away to remember….
Saturday night, we are coming home from our Sunday school Christmas party. We had a great time! I had taken some dip in the crock pot and had said pot sitting at my feet so Hubbie’s driving could not “accidentally” tip the pot over:) Getting out of the van, I awkwardly lifted my foot up over the crock pot, caught my heel in the hem of my skirt totally losing my balance and completely wiped out on the garage floor. It was not pretty – but I really was not concerned with my pride at that point because my wrist was KILLING me!! Oh my goodness – hurt!!
Good news – it is not broken! (I cannot fathom how much an actual broken bone must feel..never had one!) Bad news – at this point, it is useless!! I can do NOTHING with that wrist…and did I mention it, it is the right wrist and I am right-handed??? Frustrating does not begin to describe how I feel…
Anyways, back to my sweet Hubbie. Today, I am supposed to be attending an annual Christmas luncheon that a friend does every holiday. It is an amazing spread – all homemade dishes that she does completely solo – and something I look forward to each year. But I can barely dress myself…much less get my face on…and all hope was gone of fixing my hair. And do you know – that sweet man of mine – blew my hair dry AND flatironed it!! Can’t believe it myself. And it looks good enough to leave the house:) Too good to me, I’m tellin’ ya!
I’m off to that luncheon!!