Mr. Wonderful is my nickname for my husband. He is far from perfect, just wonderful. He has selective hearing, but comes back with such wonderful comments that when I scold him for it, that I am putty in his hands. He is my rock and you will hear much more about him.
His goal in life is to be a curmudgeon. If you have ever watched the ventriloquist Jeff Dunham and met "Walter", that would be the best example of a curmudgeon. He wants to be able to say whatever he thinks and people just blow him off because he is old. While he has a ways to go, I am practicing saying "I'm so sorry, he really doesn't mean that" He blows a lot of smoke too though. Inside he would do anything in the world for me, and he has. He has been with me through two knee replcements, a bout with a type of drug similar to Chemo, rotator cuff surgery, two salon moves, teen problems, emotional ups and downs, tears, joys and much more. All of this in about 6 years. We met a year after I divorced my husband of 23 years and were married a year later.
He is my calm. I am a roller coaster. I get bend out of shape and he never loses his cool. He can put his arms on my shoulders, pull me too him and I melt away. Although sometimes I think he is afraid to do that to me because I'm sizzling. He does know when to invade my space and when to stand back.
I have a photo frame that says Mr. Wonderful on it. I think it embarrases him that I have his pic in it. I also call him my "Hunk of Burnin Love". He is. You'll rarely hear me fuss about him.
He isn't perfect by any means. I do all the cooking, but I found I like to cook for him. My kids and ex were so darn fussy I never made a meal for 20 years that satistfied everyone. Not even desserts. One liked choclate, one lemon, one strawberry, one hated coconut..I didn't cook rice for 20 years or make anything much that wasn't fried. ( I saw a pic from about 15 years ago and yes sirree, there is that fried food all over my body).
When I met Mr. Wonderful and realized his palate was a bit more advanced, I started enjoying cooking. Ok so he is a bit picky. NO macaroni and cheese, but outside of that I can cook pretty much anything. Baking, not so much. Nuts, he loves nuts and he dislikes peanut butter ( can you imagine?) coconut, oatmeat, fruit..just about everything but nuts and chocolate or butterscotch. Although I have quite a repetoire of recipes with those ingredients.
Mind you if I make an apple pie, he won't eat it, but if we go out to eat and I order an apple pie ala mode, he will eat half of it. Go figure.
He doesn't shower me with jewels or unexpected gifts, but he has remodeled the entire house ( except one bathroom) and I enjoy that much more than glittery things around my neck and fingers. When he has bought me something shiney I about fall over.
So I think I will keep him. Took me 50 years to find him. Yes he has brothers but they are married so don't ask.
It's early, I think I'll go snuggle a bit more.
Have a blessed day.
DS
No comments:
Post a Comment