Ellie, I just got back from having lunch with S. on his stoop, then running to the corner store, where I bought a box of cake mix and some canned frosting, and here I sit down to your post!
Great minds think alike. The cake might be the grossest thing I ever put in my own mouth, but S. loves sweet desserts and so I think he'll be happy. The effort will please him more than the cake.
One night last week I made dinner, and pulled out some frozen fish sticks he had left here and forgotten about. (I'm a vegetarian 18 years now and I don't cook meat or fish, ever.) I threw them in the oven, and when he saw them, tears literally came to his eyes! He couldn't stop thanking me for the little extra effort it took me to hold my nose and put the fish sticks on a cookie sheet and into the oven. I wish he'd do that when I wash and fold his laundry! but anyway, he was so touched that I would think to do that, when he knows I don't cook creatures. Goes to show.
This from a man who doesn't "need WOA from anybody." My foot! He is so WOA it's ridiculous. And he eats them up.
BTW he told me today that his old college friend from Switz called to wish him a HB (and left a message - didn't talk to her). This woman knows SM (through S.) and so perhaps it was the tiniest little baby step that he would feel OK enough to tell me FF called? On second thought, he probably has completely forgotten that I know that FF knows SM and it's my own brain making the connection. Never mind.
