Seal and Heidi Klum renew their wedding vows every year on their anniversary. I think it's a great idea. The first 12 years of our marriage, dear hubby would've added, "I promise to love you in morning sickness, in mood swings and when we can't keep our eyes open from a lack of sleep, and when you give me directions to wherever we're going!" A couple years ago at Christmas I received this really soft and warm robe that I just love. A few weeks ago I found out why. See I'm a "the tanks half full, let's fill it up" type gal. Dean's more relaxed. He takes the "you get more mileage out of the tank if it's a bit emptier." Back to the robe. It's Super Bowl Sunday, the game is on, the Saints are winning, the commercials aren't that great, at least to me... Since everyone is busy, and the first one to the shower is guaranteed all the hot water you want, I thought, I'm going to sneak in there and no one will notice, it's gonna be a nice long hot shower, and no one will be banging at the door asking me if we have any more milk in the fridge. So after getting out of the nice, hot shower, I thought, "It feels a bit chilly in here." Then I thought it was just because of the nice hot water. An hour later...it was still chilly. "It feels cold in here, did you turn the furnace down?" Being the sweet hubby he is, Dean leaves the TV and goes to the thermostat and turns it up. Another hour later I start shivering, go to the thermostat thinking it was on a mere 65 or something. I turn it up a bit more. The furnace kicked in, and shut off, kicked in and shut off. Now I'm thinking, "Grrrr.....now we have to call the furnace guy. It did this before!" So hubby pauses the movie we are now watching, and fiddles with the furnace. It kicks in...then shuts off. Next thing I know, the door is opening and out steps dear hubby to check the LP tank that has been comfortably at 15%. He arrives back at the house with a sheepish grin and mumbling something about the tank being empty or something. There's a word I've heard for people like us that live in the country but are from the city. City-iots. (Thanks Ben :) (This word also applies to old people in a convertible driving 10 miles per hour down the gravel road, who don't expect you to pass them on your way into town...but that's another story). After we've been married this long, you just laugh, and thank my hubby again for the warm robe, but now I really know why he bought it! Wish List for Christmas next year: Warm slippers mittens earmuffs those nice little hand warmer thingies

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