Sep 23, 2009 00:51
though i have not written in this for quite some time, and it is really due to the fact that i do not believe my life is interesting enough to write about, something did happen the other night that i can't stop thinking about and had to share. and this is at the risk of embarrassing richard.
monday night, i got home from work and had the idea to make chicken kebabs and rice because i thought it would be a quick meal. richard and i both worked longer than normal days and were both tired and hungry.
unfortunately, the meal was not as quick as i thought. the chicken was not cooking through as fast as i thought it would. so i got frustrated. i think the hunger, combined with a long day, made me extra snappy and bitter. at one point, i think i almost gave up and said "i'm not even hungry anymore".
now, i am convinced that any normal person would listen to me and snap back and get angry with me and my attitude. but richard did not. instead, he came into the kitchen, grabbed me by the hand, and started dancing with me and spinning me around. when i finally surrendered with a laugh, he gave me the longest and best hug. suddenly, everything was back to normal and i turned into my relaxed, happy self again. i still smile thinking about it.
how did i get this lucky?