Why I Love Mike

OK, I'm totally stealing this posting idea from Meghan, but it's such a good one, I couldn't resist!

Last night, I came home from work, and Mike came out to my car to greet me (as he usually does if he hears my car pull up). He asked me how my day was, and I said, "Shitty." When he asked me why, I rattled off a litany of reasons - hot, nauseous, headache, hungry, too much work to do and more coming in by the minute, tired because I had woken up at 3am to pee and never really fell back to sleep... just overall shitty.

We went in the house, and I sat on the couch with my classic "woe is me" face on, and Mike said, "I saved you half the pasta." *big smile* from me! After I ate the pasta, I was still kind of hungry, but also still nauseous. Mike said he was going to Chapala to pick up a burrito and asked if I wanted anything - like chicken taquitos (the best chicken taquitos ever). Sad, but they didn't even sound remotely good. He asked if there was anything that sounded good to me, and I said McNuggets with sweet and sour sauce (see item 3 from the previous post) - which I promptly followed up with, "But don't get me any, really, I don't need to eat nuggets." He said OK and left to pick up his burrito.

He was gone longer than I expected (Chapala is exactly one mile from our house - exactly). When he walked in the door, he had a bag from Chapala in one hand... and a bag from Mickey Dee's in the other. Although, calorically speaking, I didn't need nuggets (aka: sweet and sour sauce delivery vehicles), they totally hit the spot. I can honestly say, that is the only thing Mike has ever purchased at McDonald's since I've known him. He is anti-fast food (except for the very occasional Carl's Jr run), and I know it took some effort to enter that drive-thru. Best nuggets husband ever!