I knew something was up the minute I pulled into the driveway this evening. Not only were the blinds up on the windows in the front of the house, but I could also see a lamp on and glowing cozily inside.
Hey wait a second, I thought… I closed those blinds before I left this morning and, furthermore, the light bulb in that lamp burnt out last night!
I opened the door to find…BEN! In the kitchen! Scrubbing the funk off our fridge shelves! And he had already vacuumed the whole house too! WHEE!
You see, he was supposed to be working late tonight but unexpectedly got off early, came home and cleaned the whole house with his free time. He even made the bed.
I love this man!
Now he’s on the couch enjoying a much deserved episode of PTI.
PS we discovered an interesting parallel the other day. To him, "women" shows like The Bachelor, Real Housewives, etc just sound like females shrieking and yelling over one another. I’m not saying I disagree, however…I love them.
To me, an episode of PTI, or any of his other beloved sports shows, is the exact same way. I don’t hear words, I just hear men barking at each other in monotone voices – but he’d watch them 24/7.
At least we now know where the other is coming from when they say "Ummm, can you turn that DOWN?!"
In other news, I made my
long overdue triumphant return to the gym tonight! It was wracking my brain for an excuse not to go, but there were clearly none. After a lengthy Vegas induced hiatus, it was time to get back in the saddle, starting with a good treadmill sesh:
Followed by 10 minutes on the stair stepper at 60 steps per minute. The whole thing was a little more brutal than I imagined it would be, but it had to be done!
Now, all day I had been planning on making a non-husband-friendly Trader Joe’s meal for dinner, knowing that Ben would eat something at work, and even though he came home early he insisted I still make it.
You guys, it was thebestTraderJoe’snightdinnerlI’vehadyet. YET! Frozen Roasted Butternut Squash Risotto!
Ooooooh I seriously loved this!
It was really weird the way I got it though. I only found one bag, which was out of place on top of the pile of asparagus risotto bags. Then I Googled it at home, to see what other people thought of it, and got NO RESULTS.
No results! Ok – two random calorie websites – but other than that, nada! Weird, right?
At any rate, I pressed on. The directions say to heat 1/2 cup water, then cut the top off the sauce pack and squeeze it in.
Water: check. Sauce packet: ummm, we’re going to have a problem here.
It was frozen solid! How do you squeeze out frozen sauce?
I ended up tearing away the plastic and plopping the frozen sauce puck into the water.
I couldn’t stay mad for long. As the sauce simmered and melted, a glorious, rich and velvety aroma filled the air!
It took less than four minutes for the frozen rice kernels to plump up and the butternut squash hunks to become tender.
And it was so. so. SO good!
Sweet and creamy (which is why it was a husband un-friendly meal – Ben hates sweet dinners!) with a hint – a mere whisper – of heat. Probably from a little bit of pepper in the sauce. I would eat this 100 more times.
On the side I made a piece of Parmesan Garlic Bread. Just a slice of bread, smeared with a little butter and dusted with parmesan cheese and garlic powder. Broiled for a minute or two. The best!
I am telling you – I don’t know if this risotto was placed on top of the pile JUST for me – but I’m so glad I found it. Rummage around your Trader Joe’s to find it too!!
Well that’s two unexpected surprises for one night – a cleaning, home-early husband, and a delightfully yummy dinner. I don’t think I’ll press my luck, so I believe I’ll enjoy a little Easter candy and call it a night!
What’s the last unexpected surprise you gave or received?