Over the weekend I decided to have some of girlfriends over – I don’t do this anywhere near as often as I should or would like to. To be honest, I am so elusive at a number of events or get together that I am certain a number of people have wondered about the “real-ness” of Farah’s existence! This is for a few reasons: being married into a half Greek, half Italian family means that there are is fair amount of events to go to as it is involving family. In addition I have a “high needs” parent means that a LOT of time is being taken up with my mum; not to mention that there the other usual ‘dance around the mulberry bush’ situations like sick children, teething toddler, being sick myself after all the kids have been sick and hubby also being struck down… you catch the drift.
Anyway – I tell hubby that I am having the girls over and this is what transpires;
Hubby: his Saturday? I have footy to go to…
Me: um – ok… they’re coming for dinner…
Hubby: oh ok – what are you going to make?
Me: I hadn’t really thought about it but I have a hankering for sticky date pudding so I will be making that for dessert. Why?
Hubby: I wanted to make a lasagne – how about I make a big baking tray full and you can serve that up to your friends and not have to cook
*seriously, at this point I am STARING with amazement about how BRILLIANT my husband is*
But then it gets even better on the day:
Hubby: are you going out this morning?
Hubby: I am wondering if you could take me to mum and dad’s so that I can go to footy with dad as my car is there.
Me: yeah – I can do that; but I still need to get a couple bits and pieces this morning from the shops…
Hubby: ok – did you want to take the kids with you and I’ll do a quick vacuum for when the girls come around?
Honestly – how ROMANTIC is my husband?
*Just as an FYI, I have added a sneaky pic that one of my girlfriends took of the dinner – the lasagne was AMAZING! The man makes his own sauce – from scratch… that he has cooking on the stove for a good portion of the day (the day prior)