Ok, so I might need to back track a bit before I even begin to explain the heading of this post.
I sort of alluded to it in one of my earlier posts but basically the constant question that lingers in my head every day of ‘what’s for supper?’ is sometimes literally enough to send me right over the edge and into the pit of all the other deranged parents out there suffering from the same infliction. Sometimes, I have a physical reaction (a bit like a gag reflex sort of thing) to the thought of going shopping…AGAIN…and walking through the aisles like a complete twat while I try work out what the hell I’m going to be buying and making, each time berating myself for A) not being organised enough, B) not having a list, C) having a list and leaving it at home or D) not looking at the ingredients for that new recipe I was planning on making and now I have no flipping idea what I need to get for it which then ultimately takes me back to A.
Right, so you kind of get it that doing the shopping and all that jazz can drive me a bit dilly sometimes. So, here’s where I get to the heading of my post…
Sunday night my husband and I are chatting about, well I actually can’t remember what it was about because today is Tuesday which means anything beyond this morning is a bit of a blur (is that just me???) but somehow we get onto the topic of meals and shopping. We also talk about doing a weekly planner but somehow it’s always my task to do and quite honestly, I just don’t get to it which is what leads me to A, B, C and D and the pit of hell from above. But on this night, oh glorious night, hubby comes up with the idea of planning 5 weeks of meals in advance. So, we write a list of the meals we generally eat and then slot these meals in to the 5 days of the week (weekends are for spontaneity) for a period of 5 weeks. We don’t have to stick to them (because I’m just not like that) but at least it’s a guideline of what we’re having each week. Then, I shop for 2 weeks of meals (needing to stock up in the week of course on fruit and veg etc.) but for the next 2 weeks I don’t have that insanity provoking question in my head.
So, TOGETHER, we write up a list of 5 weeks of meals and off I go Monday morning to do my 2 weeks in advance shopping with no experience of A, B, C or D and I even remembered to not only take bags with but actually take them out the car and into my shopping trolley with me! I felt focused and calm. I had a mission and I was on it. In fact, I bumped into another mom I know who was flapping around a bit saying she didn’t know what she was doing for supper and I have to admit, I felt a bit smug with my 5 weeks of meals and 2 weeks in advance shopping list in my hand and that was when it hit me and I started formulating this post in my head as I tend to do…I found that whole exercise with my husband seriously sexy.
Yes, my husband helping me plan meals was S-E-X-Y…SEXY!
And no, not because I’m seriously twisted and get turned on by the things I really don’t enjoy doing but because my husband was supporting me in a way in which he knew I needed the support. He was supporting me in a way in which he knew would make my life easier, more pleasant, less stressful. Now THAT is SEXY! It’s like the post I wrote, The 3 Very Sexy Little Words That My Husband Said To Me, in which the words were ‘It’s OK, Love’. Or those other seriously sexy 3 little words, ‘I got this.’
And that’s the thing about marriage and perhaps the difference between men and women? In the beginning, a certain t-shirt my husband had was enough to do it for me. The way his muscles looked when he went rock climbing was a serious swoon factor. But when you’ve been together for 14 years and seeing each other EVERY SINGLE DAY, those things can lose their appeal. Let me be clear, those things can still make me look at him and go MMMM…but there’s just a lot more to it now.
What’s sexy changes. What’s sexy has changed.
Now, my husband supporting me in way which helps to make my life easier…THIS is SEXY!
My husband stepping up and being a MAN…THIS is SEXY!
My husband calling me ‘Awesomeness’ because he says this is what I am and he’s trying to help me realise it…THIS is SEXY!
My husband calling me in the day to find out how I’m doing…THIS is SEXY!
My husband on all fours last night being a horse for my daughters’ game…THIS is SEXY!
And yes, back to the title of my post, my husband helping me plan meals for 5 weeks in advance…THIS is SEXY!
Men often say they don’t understand us women. We’re so complicated. Emotional.
Yes, we can be these things. But most of the time, for me anyway, it’s actually pretty simple.
Just love me. Support me. Listen to me. Acknowledge me. Hug me.
And when my man is doing this, or at least tries his best to do it…now that…that for me is super sexy and without quite realising it, my husband just got it so right the other night.
I always go on about the small things in life having the most impact. Well, after reading this, I think hubby might understand me a bit more. If anything, after putting this out there, I’m pretty sure our meals are at least going to be sorted for the rest of my life and I might just be able to skip that pit after all…woohoo!!! 🙂 No pressure love 😉