Hubby love

They say, the way to a person's heart is through their stomachs. I say, person because I assume that men and women have the same weaknesses. I am no exception.. The other day, I was truly wiped out after another marathon aerobic session and I was in no mood to cook dinner. In fact, I was moaning about it to myself on the way back home. However, I was in for a pleasant surprise.. I was greeted by the pleasant smell of cooking coming from the kitchen. I peep in, and witness my Hubby sweating and slogging away. Hearing the door, he turned around and with his goofy smile, he chased me out saying not to worry about dinner. So, I decided to slouch and rest my sorry body till food was ready. An hour later, Hubby comes upstairs very smugly and with Nanny in tow. What did he make - homemade pizza! It was so yummy and truly a delight to eat. Not only because I was tired, and dying to eat some cheese but pizza, come on! Its always good stuff.. and homemade dough.. Considering he cannot eat tomatoes, he made the base out of grated peppers and added mushrooms, cheese, and even marinated and roasted some chicken bits too.. very cool.. Needless to say, I was feeling very loved.. and if that's not love, I don't know what is..

Happy endings

Yesterday I went to my cousin's wedding.. Nothing terribly unusual in that, but my cousin is in his mid or late 40s, considered quite over-the-hill for most grooms.. The bride, I think she was in her mid 30s, late 30s, I don't like to comment on women's ages.. The ceremony was beautiful, the bride looked lovely and of course the groom looked dashing (yes, I am biased, I like to think I am entitled to that)...

It almost made me cry watching them on the poruwa. One thing was, it reminded me of when Hubby and myself got married. This cousin was the man instrumental in introducing me and Hubby and as Hubby's father said, "It was the merit ("Ping" in Sinhalese) of putting you two together that caused him to meet his love".. I don't like to take the credit but I felt like a mother letting go of her favorite son. I am truly happy for him, he deserves to be happy and finally he has met the person who can do that for him...

He is such a wonderful man, and quite frankly, we had given up hope that he would ever settle down. He was not a playboy, quite the contrary but just couldn't be bothered settling down. Maybe he saw the marriage mirror cracked from watching his brothers' and sisters' matrimonies and thought this is not his cup of tea.

His mother looked so lovely and relieved that her one remaining son is finally settling down and she was glowing last night. Her husband, my mother's brother had passed away many years ago but I am sure he was proud of his youngest to finally tie the knot. All the siblings, cousins just looked on proudly..

It is lovely when two people meet each other and realize that this is meant to be.. I am not a romantic as such, but it is always nice to have a happy ending.

The attraction of opposites

So this is what happens when an orange is found cheating with a banana... Good to know :o)

Love is...

Hate to sound repetitive, but i do really love this. It inspired me to write my own list..

Love is listening to him singing a song, only to be interupted with a twinkle in his eye and an 'i love you' on his lips

Love is finally the dress you always wanted and finding it in your size

Love is the goofy look that your husband gives you when you haven't seen him in a while

Love is seeing the bathroom scales finally weighing you a kilo less than last week, although you ate too much chocolate that day

Love is hearing your son giggle in the next room, watching Mickey Mouse for the fifith time

Love is when your husband brings you a tasty cup of coffee when you are snuggled in the couch, watching a favorite movie

Love is the giggles you get from your son when you make funny voices

Love is the warm arm around you when the airconditioning is on too high

Love is the little hugs your small son gives you along with the goofy grin and 'eskimo' kiss (rubbing of noses)

Love is the sniffs your son gives you and makes you feel all tickly inside

Love is the thank you and the long hug after cooking all day

Love is the phone being put to charge when you were asleep, especially when you forgot where you kept it when you were awake

Love is being able to tolerate the occasional burb, fart or any bodily function and still love the person inside

Love is seeing a small piece of chocolate left behind after your partner has had a binge

Love is being taken on a spontaneous holiday after working hard all week