My thoughtful husband

3 years of marriage were marked yesterday as another day on the calendar.  As I mentioned in an earlier post, I decided I didn’t want anything from Joel for our anniversary.  He had done so well with my birthday and we celebrated my birthday over the course of several weeks, I just wasn’t going to put much into the anniversary this year.  Sure I wanted it noted as a special day but only by dinner. 

I left work late, only by 10 minutes, but late nonetheless.  Joel had been home since 3:00 to take care of the pest control so I figured he would be playing one of his games killing time until I got home.  5 minutes before I arrived home, he called my cell phone to find out where I was so he knew when to get off the computer.  As I pulled in, I fully expected to have time to get my stuff situated and sit down as I waited for him so we could decide on where to go for dinner.  I opened the door and was greated with the smell of fish.  Not necessarily a normal odor in my house, my mind raced to think of the dinner he put together.  Surely we aren’t having salmon loaf for our anniversary.  Sweet sure, but not as special as I wanted.  As I realized what he had done, I was amazed.

On the plates ready to go was wild rice, green beans, NY strip steak, and lobster tails.  Yes, my husband cooked lobster tails.  We sat down to our meal that didn’t cost but a fraction of what a restaurant would charge.  I ate the green beans, rice, and proceeded to ask him how he pulled this one off.  He explained that as I had been at the children’s clothing exchange the night before, he had gone out to get lunch meat, steak, and lobster.  He hid it all in the fridge while only telling me he had gone to get his lunch meat.  As I took a bite of my steak, he explained that he had marinated it all day and had done research on how to cook lobster and nice lady in the store who sold it to him.  I started pulling off the shell of the tail, it flew from my hands and onto the floor.  Not to have my lobster escape so easily, I continued to tear into it. My first bite was small but it tasted sweet and tender.  I decided I had to have more room on my plate so I continued eating the steak first.  Then back to the lobster.   I have NEVER had lobster so sweet and delicious as this was.  It was fabulous.  My only words to Joel were that I wish that I had more. 

After dinner, I had a conversation with my sister and then we headed out to Fed Ex to deliver the very thing that had made me late coming home.  Then it was onto Lowes to pick out nursery paint.  We bought a light butter yellow for the walls and a dark pink for the legs of the footstool.  A few calls into daddy to determine what brushes we needed and we were off to Brusters for dessert.  Chocolate Chip ice cream is terrific from Brusters and definitely something that I will order again.  Following our trip out and about, we headed back home to watch Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.  I laid on the couch with my feet propped up on his legs as he massaged my feet with lotion. 

We ended the night with me profusely thanking my husband for pulling yet another one over on me and making the evening so special regardless of whether I had said to do nothing or not.  He wanted the day to be special and be marked by something.  When it comes down to it, the dinner we had last night and the thoughfulness that was put into it was more than what I could have expected from going out to dinner or receive from any gift. 

My thoughful husband always amazes me with gifts and other things that I don’t normally ask for specifically or if I have, it has been so long ago that I don’t remember.  This time, he went above and beyond.  Gone is the traditional leather and cyrstal.  Bring on the lobster and steak!