Last Tuesday was my hubby’s birthday. As what I’ve planned, a simple celebration will do. Anyway, he is practical when it comes to treats. Or, maybe he’s just thrifty. At noon break I sent him a message for us to go to an eat-all-you-can restaurant. When we reached the place I immediately approached the cashier but he suddenly whispered that we’ll just go to a fastfoods instead. It’s just the same feeling when you’re full, he said. Well, without waiting for the other waitresses to entertain us, we hurried for the door and proceeded to a nearby restaurant.
In the evening we went to buy a kilo of lechon (for a change) and two other viands because we’ve had enough of chicken for that week already. We invited his brother’s family who just live next to us. There were only about ten people (including children) present. We sang the most famous song in the whole world, “Happy Birthday.” He told me that despite the simple preparation, he enjoyed the day. He then kissed me and whispered the sweetest words “???” and thanked me.
It’s fulfilling to see my husband happy. And I know, many wives feel that way too, right wives?