cal gal Posted January 30, 2006 Posted January 30, 2006 Just wondering what some of you may enjoy as a gesture from a loved one that makes you feel awesome. I am not speaking about buying gifts - just random things that make your day... such as: My ex used to love it when I would place his bath towel in the dryer so it was cozy and warm when I brought to him after he showered.... any others???? 1
blind_otter Posted January 30, 2006 Posted January 30, 2006 My ex would get up before me and make me coffee. If I had a hard time sleeping he would play his guitar and sing old Beatles songs to me until I fell asleep.
Art_Critic Posted January 30, 2006 Posted January 30, 2006 I have alway's thought that having dinner homemade for me was tops !!
TUDOR Posted January 30, 2006 Posted January 30, 2006 We still go out of our way to kiss each other when leaving, doesn't matter if one is in the shower or busy, we always stop to say bye and kiss.
quankanne Posted January 30, 2006 Posted January 30, 2006 having him go outside when it's freezing and warming up my car so I can stay in bed an extra 15 minutes. Or making sure the fluids are topped and my tires have air, stuff I hate doing because I never remember to do them. other really sweet thing is that he'll blow kisses into the phone after he tells me he loves me but before he disconnects the call. agreeing to do stuff for our marriage (retreat, convalidation class) AND being interested in doing them. 1
targetbag Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 My boyfriend went to two birthday parties with me this weekend, one for a friend's 3 year old and one for my mom's fiance. Neither was his idea of a good time, but he went because he knew it meant a lot to me to have him there. The same day, he pumped gas for me because it was cold and raining and I didn't want to get out of the car. Also, we email back and forth often to set up our dates. In each email, he addresses me by a different silly term of endearment, like "pumpkin pie" or "tootsie roll." He's so cute.
Becoming Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 Before we had our bathroom remodeled, towels were across the room, not near tub. My H would hear me in the shower, realize I didn't have a towel handy and place one outside the tub for me. I was always forgetting to do this for myself. Massage my back when it's in spasms.
clandestinidad Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 I've always wanted someone who would leave a little note somewhere that I'd find it....like in my car, in the cabinet w/ the coffee mugs, etc. I'm not very big on someone doing little things for me, like making my coffee for me or something like that. Unless its a whole breakfast, of course!!
johan Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 Kat23, would it be accurate to say that coffee is a big part of your life?
Milo Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 Shutting the bathroom door when you use it. Seriously. It really makes life a lot nicer. But when you are alone at home, let 'er rip!
Milo Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 having him go outside when it's freezing and warming up my car so I can stay in bed an extra 15 minutes. Or making sure the fluids are topped and my tires have air, stuff I hate doing because I never remember to do them. I did that for my wife back when we lived in the cold town. I would scrape off the ice on the windows and mirrors every morning. Sure miss her.
Curmudgeon Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 My wife and I do SHMILYs. I also make her fresh coffee every morning and we always kiss when one of us leave and again when we return (and at other times too). Most of all, we allow one another to be ourselves. But the SHMILYs are nice! SHMILY - By Laura Jeanne Allen My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they had met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word shmily" in a surprise place for the other to find. They took turns leaving "shmily" around the house, and as soon as one of them discovered it, it was their turn to hide it once more. They dragged "shmily" with their fingers through the sugar and flour containers to await whoever was preparing the next meal. They smeared it in the dew on the windows overlooking the patio where my grandma always fed us warm, homemade pudding with blue food coloring. "Shmily" was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper to leave "shmily" on the very last sheet. There was no end to the places "shmily" would pop up. Little notes with "shmily" scribbled hurriedly were found on dashboards and car seats, or taped to steering wheels. The notes were stuffed inside shoes and left under pillows. "Shmily" was written in the dust upon the mantel and traced in the ashes of the fireplace. This mysterious word was as much a part of my grandparents' house as the furniture. It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents' game. Skepticism has kept me from believing in true love-one that is pure and enduring. However, I never doubted my grandparents' relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on a devotion and passionate affection, which not everyone is lucky enough to experience. Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen. They finished each other's sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble. My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew "how to pick 'em." Before every meal they bowed their heads and gave thanks, marveling at their blessings: a wonderful family, good fortune, and each other. But there was a dark cloud in my grandparents' life: my grandmother had breast cancer. The disease had first appeared ten years earlier. As always, Grandpa was with here every step of the way. He comforted her in their yellow room, painted that way so that she could always be surrounded by sunshine, even when she was too sick to go outside. Now the cancer was again attacking her body. With the help of a cane and my grandfather's steady hand, they went to church every morning. But my grandmother grew steadily weaker until, finally, she could not leave the house anymore. For a while, Grandpa would go to church alone, praying to God to watch over his wife. Then one day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone. Shmily." It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother's funeral bouquet. As the crowd thinned and the last mourners turned to leave, my aunts, uncles, cousins and other family members came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother's casket and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and grief, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby. Shaking with my own sorrow, I will never forget that moment. For I knew that, although I couldn't begin to fathom the depth of their love, I had been privileged to witness its unmatched beauty. S-H-M-I-L-Y: See How Much I Love You. 3
Art_Critic Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 S-H-M-I-L-Y: See How Much I Love You. awesome story Curmudgeon... Thanks for sharing it
Author cal gal Posted January 31, 2006 Author Posted January 31, 2006 That is inspiring, lovely and breathtaking all at the same time. XO I have a similar story about my Dad - but right now I am relishing yours Curm!
luvtoto Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 but right now I am relishing yours Curm! God...I thought that said something else. Today, I went to work with a hoarse sounding throat from being sick for like ever! My guy (yep, dating a coworker) says in his own sexy voice, "your voice sounds sultry...I liiike that" Whew. Fanning myself. Made my whole damn day!!
TUDOR Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 My wife and I do the SHMILY thing too. I introduced her to the story and we have been doing them ever since. The trick is finding new places like on the shower glass so that when it steams up it appears or the chocolate I know she will dip into when I am not looking etc. Its the little things like that which bring a smile to your face because you were know were around when they were hidden for you to find which means they were thinking about you. Thanks for sharing the story for others Curmudgeon! 1
ms_jnj Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 I like the car idea ---I would be so happy if my boyfriend warmed the car for me before work. Before my ex morphed into a jerky a-hole he would bring me my favorite Chinese take out for dinner if I was having a bad day. Or sometimes when he picked me up to carpool in the morning he would just show up with my favorite latte in hand. His favorite drink was Ginger Ale (the Canadian Dry kind) and we were both college students so sometimes money was very tight, so sometimes we both had to cut out the fun extras...like pop of any kind. But when he was having a hard time with school, work, money or all three I would buy some of the pricey Canadian Dry Ginger Ale and sneak it into his fridge when he wasn't looking to surprise him. I'd also sneak little "I Love You" notes in his wallet when he went on buisness trips. *sigh* These are the things I miss the most about being in a loving relationship. 1
luvtoto Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 Sorry...bad joke..bad timing. I was rushing through trying to get to bed at at a decent time and skimming through. Curm...excellent story. Thanks for sharing it.
whichwayisup Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 Just wondering what some of you may enjoy as a gesture from a loved one that makes you feel awesome. I am not speaking about buying gifts - just random things that make your day... such as: My ex used to love it when I would place his bath towel in the dryer so it was cozy and warm when I brought to him after he showered.... any others???? When I'm cold my husband lets me put my feet under him and my hands under his armpits. And my cold nose against his neck. If a new peanut butter jar is ready to be opened, he'll wait or call me into the kitchen so I can pop open the peel back foil thingy. I love the sound it makes and the seeing the smooth peanut butter untouched. He loves it when I make coffee and bring it to him in bed. I love it when he washes the fuzzy blanket for the TV room and when it comes out of the dryer he'll RUN upstairs and wrap it around me... When I have PMS and craving chocolate, without asking, he'll just go to the store and come back with one. He scratches and rubs my back almost every night. Without expecting me to do it back to him. 2
clandestinidad Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 WWIU....I LOVE YOUR POST!!!! I want those things too!!!!!
Becoming Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 Cleaning off the car on a cold day is a wondrous gift of love! My H does that :love: Bringing me Diet Pepsi, tucking me into a nice warm comforter when I'm sick or just sleepy and need a nap, cooking! He's a fabulous cook.
blind_otter Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 I've always wanted someone who would leave a little note somewhere that I'd find it....like in my car, in the cabinet w/ the coffee mugs, etc. I'm not very big on someone doing little things for me, like making my coffee for me or something like that. Unless its a whole breakfast, of course!! My ex used to stop by my house while I was at work and leave little notes where he knew I would find them. Like in the fridge, because I'm like a teenager and I get home from work and stand in front of the open fridge looking around for something to snack on until dinner is ready. Also, even though we're broken up, when I got sick I called him and he brought me gatorade and butternut squash bisque from my favorite deli. Then he snuggled with me until my tummy felt better. 1
PlentyLV007 Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 When my feet were really cold my ex would snuggle my feet with his to make them warm.
Mz. Pixie Posted January 31, 2006 Posted January 31, 2006 My husband is a wonderful cook- the other day he made these shrimp cocktails that looked like they came from the Ritz. I took a picture of them with my cell camera to show my friends they were so unbelievable. He's always going out of his way to make these beautiful meals. Stopping by my favorite place to get the recipe etc. He rearranged his work schedule so that he could pick up my kids for me twice a week because the afternoon commute was taking me two hours. He takes care of all the budget things and paying the bills so I don't have to:love: He will tuck me into bed if I'm not feeling well- not even worrying about what needs to be done for the kids- he will just do it. Things I do for him- Meet him at the door when he comes home with a kiss and a glass of sweet tea. Draw him a bath when he's tired. Fold his T shirts exactly like he likes them, even though my way is just as good. Take the extra key to his truck and sneak into his truck and tape him a note on his steering wheel saying what a amazing man he is. That way he gets in after work and it's in there. Take his dry cleaning to the cleaners for him and sometimes pick it up and sneak it into the car when he needs a good shirt for his other job. Pick up his prescription and leave it in his bedside drawer for him so he doesn't even have to worry about it being there. That kind of thing.
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