Wow, I'm still amazed daily that I have won the heart of this godly, loving, caring, kind, very handsome, very funny, amazing man! I love him more than I ever thought I could love anyone. Thank you, Lord, for the gift of marriage and my husband!
Showing posts with label Marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marriage. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Just Because
The week before Christmas my husband came home with this surprise for me - just because he loves me:
Wow, I'm still amazed daily that I have won the heart of this godly, loving, caring, kind, very handsome, very funny, amazing man! I love him more than I ever thought I could love anyone. Thank you, Lord, for the gift of marriage and my husband!
Wow, I'm still amazed daily that I have won the heart of this godly, loving, caring, kind, very handsome, very funny, amazing man! I love him more than I ever thought I could love anyone. Thank you, Lord, for the gift of marriage and my husband!
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
1930's Marital Test
 | 88 As a 1930s wife, I am |
I copied this from Ann Kelly's blog. There is also a test for husbands. I'm pleased with my results. My favorite question/trait was "Puts her cold feet on husband at night to warm them". I do this all the time! I think I must have the coldest feet of any person alive (at least Wes probably thinks so.) I'm not sure if that is a trait of a 1930's wife or not but I guess it didn't hurt my score! Take the test and let me know how you did.
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Marriage and Pinto Beans
Wednesday night, my good pal Kristi called me to catch up. She asked the usual "So what are you up to?" And I replied "I'm just watching tv and cooking some pinto beans." We both got a good laugh out of that! Wow, how things have changed. Before I got married I would never have thought about cooking beans for two hours, watching them carefully, adding water every few minutes so that they don't burn. I mean, you really have to babysit those beans or I guess beansit is a better word. :)
Yes, marriage changes a woman in many ways. For me, cooking was one of those ways. I didn't do very much cooking when I was single (well, to be honest I really didn't cook at all.) I enjoyed eating out quite a bit or sometimes I would just eat cereal for dinner. I didn't care for leftovers so cooking a big meal for one person seemed like a waste of money and food. But cooking for my husband is important to me and something that I do enjoy. It is difficult sometimes though because there's still part of me that would love to just eat out. Let someone else do the cooking for me. But fortunately for me, Wes likes to cook occasionally and he's good at it. It's a real treat for me when he does.
Before we got married, I was concerned that I wouldn't be a good cook. I used to have conversations with my mom about this issue. I told her that if I could just be a tenth of the cook she was that I would be happy (I've said the same thing to her about being a mother which is very true!). She assured me that cooking was in my genes. She didn't cook very much before she got married but she said that she just figured it out, trial and error. That gives me hope, since she is the best cook I know. So far, I would say that cooking has been a success. Wes seems happy with our meals which is what I care about most when I cook. It's funny because every time I cook something new, I have to wait for his reaction to it before I can enjoy my own meal. He is very encouraging and complimentary of my cooking (what a great husband!) I've also learned a lot about leftovers. In general, they are a good thing! They save me from cooking extra meals and we don't waste food. Surprisingly, I've decided that they actually don't taste that bad.
So, the pinto beans turned out pretty well. Wes enjoyed them so it was worth the two hours of beansitting! They still didn't taste as good as my moms but nothing I fix tastes that good. Like I said to her, I will settle for a tenth of her skill. So far I'd say that I've at least got that. I think that's a good place to start.
Yes, marriage changes a woman in many ways. For me, cooking was one of those ways. I didn't do very much cooking when I was single (well, to be honest I really didn't cook at all.) I enjoyed eating out quite a bit or sometimes I would just eat cereal for dinner. I didn't care for leftovers so cooking a big meal for one person seemed like a waste of money and food. But cooking for my husband is important to me and something that I do enjoy. It is difficult sometimes though because there's still part of me that would love to just eat out. Let someone else do the cooking for me. But fortunately for me, Wes likes to cook occasionally and he's good at it. It's a real treat for me when he does.
Before we got married, I was concerned that I wouldn't be a good cook. I used to have conversations with my mom about this issue. I told her that if I could just be a tenth of the cook she was that I would be happy (I've said the same thing to her about being a mother which is very true!). She assured me that cooking was in my genes. She didn't cook very much before she got married but she said that she just figured it out, trial and error. That gives me hope, since she is the best cook I know. So far, I would say that cooking has been a success. Wes seems happy with our meals which is what I care about most when I cook. It's funny because every time I cook something new, I have to wait for his reaction to it before I can enjoy my own meal. He is very encouraging and complimentary of my cooking (what a great husband!) I've also learned a lot about leftovers. In general, they are a good thing! They save me from cooking extra meals and we don't waste food. Surprisingly, I've decided that they actually don't taste that bad.
So, the pinto beans turned out pretty well. Wes enjoyed them so it was worth the two hours of beansitting! They still didn't taste as good as my moms but nothing I fix tastes that good. Like I said to her, I will settle for a tenth of her skill. So far I'd say that I've at least got that. I think that's a good place to start.
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