Last night I drove up to Bellingham with a friend for Girls' Night Out. Partway there the traffic came to a deadstop. I got the car stopped and then looked into my rearview to make sure the person behind me was going to stop also. He wasn't and didn't and that made me hit the lady in front of me, too. When I called to tell the news to my husband, he insisted on driving our other car (in rush hour) up to us and swapping so we could continue on with the wonderful evening.
I don't know quite how to repay such selflessness so I will start with a small comment I made on a post about weddings being stressful:
Before the wedding you hear over and over how you won't recall a single detail from the day and how it goes by in such a blur. Therefore, I was dedicated to making sure that I would remember each detail. Because AB is Italian we had this HUGE wedding with family members from all over, we made sure everyone brought their kids, and had a rowdy time.We loved it. We closed the place down. After the wedding we were the ones outside saying goodbye to everyone, drinking leftover beer from the trunk of our car. Even the catering staff left before we did. We felt guilty and offered to leave but they just said, "Oh have a great time, just close the gate before you leave!"
It was awesome. I would do it again in a heartbeat.
In a heartbeat. I mean, after the car is fixed, AB gets over that cold, and my head stops hurting so much from the night before.
Posted by kerewin at December 2, 2006 11:26 PMI'd marry him too. Well, except for the bigamy thing. What a great thing for him to do.
Posted by: meno at December 4, 2006 01:31 PMIt makes up for when he "forgets" to empty the dishwasher when it is his turn. For 10 days.
Posted by: kerewin at December 4, 2006 11:42 PM