New Post for Wifey

[The Wifey]

I went yesterday afternoon for my first ever manicure. I might say, French manicure. It was really nice to pamper myself.

I had been planning to go eat at my mother's, but on the way home from the manicure I had a call from my H asking if I wanted to go to the fair. Since the dinner at Mom's was not a special occasion I said I would.

We had a good time. Neither one of us really like crowds, but we do like the fair food, looking at the animals and exhibits.

Getting into the fair was funny. We've had so much rain that the field they parked everyone in was a mud pit. They were using tractors to try and scrape off most of the mud. Still, we were slipping on the way in and it was actually something my h enjoyed. I had to laugh at the grin on his face as he was mud boggin'.

We had some eats, and sat there talking quietly. We like to people watch, and its always been a funny family sport to spot the mullets. : ) And the crowd did not disappoint.

We enjoyed the animals the most, I think. There is a tiny wild animal zoo that comes every year that we love. Both of their kangaroos even had joeys. One was born that very day, so of course it wasn't visible and they were both in a secluded area for their comfort. They have lemurs, monkeys, alligators, tortoises and a few big cats.

Of course there were horses, cows, and pigs. For some reason the sheep weren't there. I don't understand why - maybe there is a disease around that they are trying to control. We always enjoy the chickens and roosters, the bunnies come in so many different shapes and sizes, and there were tiny baby goats.

We didn't stay that late because we were both tired. H had a long week and I'd only had about 4 hours sleep the night before. He came in for a bit when we went back home.

He carried a shelf downstairs for me so I wouldn't mess up my nails. When he came upstairs I gave him something I've been working on.

I have had a gratefulness journal for some time, but it occurred to me a couple weeks ago that I should work on a list of things I am grateful to my husband for. It is a list of qualities, actions, memories, everything and anything I am grateful to him for.

When I gave him the list I expected he would take it home. He surprised me by sitting down to read it. I had reached 240 things (so far - I am continuing the list) and he read them all. I didn't expect anything and just wanted him to know how he touched my life.

Somewhere in that list he grew quieter and more serious. I was not sure how to read him. He could have been getting weirded out or mad for all I knew at that point, but then he started to cry. Slow, silent tears rolled down his face.

I didn't say anything until he finished and got up to grab a tissue. His eyes were red as he hugged me and said thank you. I told him I didn't write the list to make him cry and that it made me so happy to write it. I just didn't want him to have any doubt that I do appreciate him and am so grateful to have him in my life. I added that I would not be who I am were it not for him.

I walked him out to his car because he'd asked to read all the letters I found and read the other night. They were letters we exchanged during his basic training and tech school before and after we married. I'd put the envelope in my car when he'd asked because I didn't know when we'd see each other again at that point.

He gave me another hug and kissed me before he got in his car. I told him I'd thought if the weather was good I was thinking about going to the drive-in the next day. He said you won't go by yourself, will you? (He always worries about my safety.) I said no silly, I mentioned it in case you want to go.

After a pause he said he didn't know if he would have plans with the guys because they'd talked about the possibility of getting together, but he would let me know. I got a little smile and then I said good night.

I understand how it feels to just give to someone you love with no expectations in return. I gave him love, appreciation, and my friendly company tonight. No pushing, no pain, no tears (by me at least.) I went to sleep with peace in my heart and thankful prayers to our wonderful Lord Jesus.