Monday, February 13, 2006

Things that are better then flowers......

I want to start this out by saying that my husband is fabulous. He is really great at taking care of me and the kids. I don't want people to think that the topic of this post is a passive/aggressive way of complaining about him. He will do dishes, throw the kids in the tub, gets the diaper bag ready for church, take Lauren for bike rides and do the bedtime routine. All the things that help me get a break when I need it. He works really hard. He works in finance and drives to the city every day. He is on a daily call by 4:00 a.m. and doesn't get home until 6:00 or 7:00 pm. Because he works so early, bedtime is at 8:00' ish. When you only have one free hour at home and you spend it giving your wife a break, that is love. This has nothing to do with him.

Oh Valentines Day, you crazy holiday. We all know that it is a holiday that was made up by the greeting card industry. Who cares? I will always take an excuse to share the love (don't forget to vote....hint, hint). One of my dearest friends was lucky enough to have the last name of Valentine. How cool is that? When people would hear her name and say "Valentine?" she would answer "yes, like the holiday/saint/massacre" depending on her mood. Having a name like Valentine could create a little pressure for the significant other though. You CANNOT drop the ball when that is your wife's maiden name!! So far, he hasn't. Whew.

Speaking of dropping the ball (or not dropping the ball actually), the traditional Valentines gift is usually flowers (or those weird stuffed animal things that are holding hearts, does anyone older then 13 want one of those?), we all know that. In fact, I saw flowers for sale at Walmart yesterday. I know that we all appreciate flowers whenever we can get them, right? No argument there. I just thought it would be fun to make a list of all the things that would be better then (or I should say, as good as) flowers OR things that someone has done (Valentine's Day or not) that are the equivalent of "flowers for no reason".

Send me your list.....I will add them to this as I get them. Happy Valentines Day! (the person who contributed them is in brackets).


-- Some one to put away all the laundry.

-- The dollar equivalent of flowers at Baja Fresh.

--New jeans (and if they can shave off about 20 lbs, all the better).

--Someone to clean out all the Cherrio's and goo that is in the back seat of my car.

-- Those pesky last boxes to be finally unpacked and taken away.

-- Cheese. Any cheese.

--A sunny day at the beach.

-- A really good book and a bathtub........all the Dora bath toy's already removed.

--I big bowl of peanut satay

-- A pile of people magazines, and maybe a Vanity Fair and US Weekly thrown in.

-- A Costco churro. Or seven.

-- A Law and Order marathon

-- Peanuts and M&M's mixed together.

--a pre-packed diaper bag that has everything that I need

--a good soccer game, whether I'm playing or someone else is, it doesn't matter. It just has to be a good game (Kate)

--when my husband makes the bed in the morning...it just makes my day (~J~)

--Someone detailing the baby's high chair (Oh, Judy)

--Someone detailing my carSomeone organizing the storage room (with pretty labels and bins) (Oh, Judy)

--Someone writing me original poetry and/or music (Oh, Judy)

--Someone sending me out the door with a wad of cash to spend on something frivilous (Oh, Judy)

--Someone scraping the cottage cheese off the ceiling in my family room (Oh Judy)

--Two hours at a day spa. (More Caffine Please)

--Two hours asleep in my bed. At 2:00 in the afternoon. (More Caffine Please)

--A Diet Pepsi, bag of Twizzlers and the newspaper. (More Caffine Please)

--9:00 p.m. dinner reservations at Ichiban with my girlfriends. (More Caffine Please)

--A no-spending limit session at Target to buy a bunch of crap I don't need. (More Caffine Please)

--clean the toilet (Wendy Sue)

--decide what's for dinner (Wendy Sue)

--bring me pudding pops (Wendy Sue)

--I second Judy's wad of cash. (Wendy Sue)

--a bouquet of Reeses peanut butter cups (Wendy Sue)

--Giving me a gift certificate and making me spend it on MYSELF!! (Wendy Sue)

--accidentally getting your neighbors Elle magazine, and reading it before you give it back!

--My sister (aka..the live in slave) taking my girl out to dinner once a week for "girl time"

--A new book every time my husband comes home from a business trip. You know, the chic lit kind that they sell in airports.

--A new bathroom floor (mom)

--brushing the kids teeth every night

--taking the kiddo's to the dentist and appointments when they need shots because I just can't stand it

-- cleaning out the laundry room while I was away so I could move my quilting mess down there (Compulsive Writer)

--bringing me home leftover lettuce wraps from PF Changs (Compulsive Writer)

--brought my 5th grader a rose in the middle of class on Valentines Day (Compulsive Writer)

-a trip to Italy in the late summerwith just me and the hubby (Dandelion Mama)

--someone painting the baby's room anything but pink (Dandelion Mama)

--a pedicure, oh heaven...(Dandelion Mama)

--someone I trust unexpectedly taking my kids for the day, leaving me all ALONE... oh, joy! (Dandelion Mama)

--still, even though Im past thirty, the smell of a box of 64 new crayons. Happy....(Dandelion Mama)

--A box of cheese trumps a box of chocolate ANY day; why don't they make Godiva-like heart shaped boxes of specialty cheese?? (Dandelion Mama)

--the smell of night jasmine in Northern California; if you are there, go outside at night and take a deep breath, and know that I cry sometimes because I miss it so much. (Dandelion Mama)

..............more coming all the time...............

17 comments:

Kate said...

Okay...I'm totally bringing cheese home from work for you today.

I didn't know you liked it that much.

See for me, a good soccer game, whether I'm playing or someone else is, it doesn't matter. It just has to be a good game.

My verification word:

'gamgalku', definition: How one would spell the sound of their father sneezing.

lisa v. clark said...

Someone detailing the baby's high chair

Someone detailing my car

Someone organizing the storage room (with pretty labels and bins)

Someone writing me original poetry and/or music

Someone sending me out the door with a wad of cash to spend on something frivilous

Someone scraping the cottage cheese off the ceiling in my family room

I'll stop there. . .

Bek said...

The high chair one is a good one. Ickky.

more caffeine, please said...

Two hours at a day spa.

Two hours asleep in my bed. At 2:00 in the afternoon.

A Diet Pepsi, bag of Twizzlers and the newspaper.

9:00 p.m. dinner reservations at Ichiban with my girlfriends.

A no-spending limit session at Target to buy a bunch of crap I don't need.

wendysue said...

oh judy, I HATE the high chair nasties! I would guess that Hugh does the same as Whitney, sweet potato kisses all over the cover, crackers and mandarin oranges smooshed into every nook and cranny.

My list?

clean the toilet

decide what's for dinner

bring me pudding pops

I second Judy's wad of cash. ..

a bouquet of Reeses peanut butter cups

Giving me a gift certificate and making me spend it on MYSELF!!
(My dad gave me a barnes and noble g.c. for christmas and it was so hard not to buy stuff for the kids. Ok, it didn't take me that long to get over that but still...)

I know there's more, I'll sleep on it. . .

Bek said...

Caffine...

Those are all great ones. I just saw your post. Your husband wins!!

Everyone go to her blog and see what her husband did for her. Then send YOUR husband to her blog!! :-)

Bek said...

Wendy...

I think that if we put Hugie, Whitney and Cubby in the same room, we would have to torch the room.

JJ has started to systematically stuff food into every corner of his chair. We have the little one that you just buckle onto a regular chair. It is actually stuck. I don't even thing that Goodwill will want this thing when we are done with it....

I love the B&N GC. That is a great one!

compulsive writer said...

True, true, true. But that said, my husband, who NEVER buys me flowers on Valentine's Day (mostly because every year he has his class of third graders call all the local florists and price roses on Valentine's Day--so he knows how much they're marked up in the middle of February), surprised me at work with a lovely 11 roses. There were only 11 because he surprised our 10-year-old daughter with the 12th--right in the middle of her 5th grade class. And I have to say I, being the only person in my entire department with a lovely vase of roses on Valentine's Day, felt pretty darn happy about those roses.

But I was just as happy as when he surprised me with a bundle of free pussy willows and when he cleaned out the laundry room while I was away so I could move my quilting mess down there. And when he brought me home leftover lettuce wraps from PF Changs.

PS I cast my votes. All for you. Good luck!

Christy said...

I'm still waiting for him to take down the Christmas tree! But, he's my baby and I lurf him mucho.

Bek said...

Christy,

Our Christmas tree last year sat on our back porch (lights and all) until we had to scramble to clean the back for a 4th of July BBQ!

I feel your pain!

Jeff-rye said...

Alright, add this. Making a scavenger hunt that starts with them popping balloons with clues. Or Reason's why you love them cut out and posted on the wall.

MAK said...

hey, I'd take any valentines day attention I can get- flowers or whatever. My husband is 1-6 (counting the dating years too) for doing anything for valentines day.

However, he does change the poopy diaper Lily always manages to save until 10 min. after I walk in the door from work. And, as a SAHD, he does do the housework and laundry...

I'm suprised that Kate was suprised at Reb's preference of cheese over chocolate. She is a former Dairy Princess after all!

Tracy M said...

-a trip to Italy in the late summer
with just me and the hubby
-someone painting the baby's room anything but pink
-a pedicure, oh heaven...
-someone I trust unexpectedly taking my kids for the day, leaving me all ALONE... oh, joy!
-still, even though Im past thirty, the smell of a box of 64 new crayons. Happy....
-A box of cheese trumps a box of chocolate ANY day; why don't they make Godiva-like heart shaped boxes of specialty cheese??
-the smell of night jasmine in Northern California; if you are there, go outside at night and take a deep breath, and know that I cry sometimes because I miss it so much.

Bek said...

Tracy,

I AM in Northern California!! In fact, we just came off of one of those perfect February weeks when it was warm and the air smelled just right! I was telling my friend on the phone today that Feb/March is my favorite time in CA. We have jasmine bushes on my side yard. The cameilias and magnolia's start to bloom and the smell of jasmine fills the air. It is heaven!!

I am not a native Californian, but this is what I would miss too! I read you all the time so it is nice to see you overhere, thanks for the list.

Morris said...

Thanks for sending me that nice and inspirational email.

wendysue said...

Christy and Bek, don't worry about those late Christmas trees. My dad once kept his up all year ("It's so beautiful, I don't want to ruin it.") My sister had decorated it. Anyway, it made for a great clue for the yearly summer treasure hunt. . ."is there a reason this is here so out of season?"

owlhaven said...

An afternoon at the bookstore with money to spend!!
(Thanks for visiting me, BTW)

Mary