Monday, February 21, 2011

Ordinary Day

My husband and I are very blessed by having loving friends and family. I was humbled and overwhelmed when the outpouring of love started to come in material formats, known as wedding gifts. One day a mysterious box appeared and it was filled with delightful pasta, a wedding gift from the lovely woman who did a reading at our wedding. The box contained chocolate linguine (wonderfully delicious with a raspberry sauce and home-made whip cream) and lime, mango, chili shells.

For our one month anniversary, we made lamb ragu and finished the meal by watching the wedding video as we slurped down chocolate linguine Lady and the Tramp style. The other pasta was going to be consumed on another special occasion. The occasion, however, never came. Six month anniversary brought steak and a mini-wedding cake dessert.

A Tuesday came along and I came home hungry and happy. The husband was already home; however, when he left for work that morning, he had not started a crock pot meal. (He is a wonderful husband; on Tuesday and Thursdays, he starts crock pot meals because I get home late!) We had left over chicken in the fridge and salsa in the pantry. The lime, mango, chili shells pasta was in a pot of boiling water in a matter of moments.

Sitting at the table with my husband made me realize we cannot wait for the special moments, because even the ordinary moments are extraordinary. I know I sound like a sappy Hallmark card from the 99 cent rack, but it is true. That delicious meal would have gone unmade; the pasta still sitting in our pantry. Who knows when we would have deemed it a "special day;" instead, an ordinary Tuesday ended up being the perfect day.

1 comment:

Erin M. said...

I'm glad it was good:) That pasta's addictive (said the lovely reader:):)

You're right about creating moments of ordinary-extraordinary; I think that's what long friendships, especially marriages, are all about, so kudos to your wisdom:)