Hahahahahahahahaha.

I think I got your attention with that title.

(And havent you noticed Im on a blogging mood today?! Finished work early!)

So I blogged earlier about having a new phone right?

So I slept early last night with instructions to Edil to prettify my phone. I woke up at 4:30AM to have my internet time before I prepared Matthew for school.

The phone was at the computer and I checked to see if Edil did his work ;). It got the pretty Martha picture on it and some more pictures when you press some buttons (Di talaga ako marunong sa cellies, sorry).

So I was checking emails.

And then the phone rings. Heehee.
My ring tone was one I blogged about
Edil rang up my phone so I can hear (and know) what he did.

And that wasnt enough.

He texted.
And then the phone rings. Heehee.
So I knew what he did.

And he texted:
Saranghaeyo.

*Swoon.*

And you know, Edil really isnt the husband you get to depend on for the big stuff. He didnt give me ANYTHING for Valentine’s nor for my BIRTHDAY, but he does these little things. Which husband supports his wife’s lust obsession with another man diba? LOL.

And for a woman like me who is self-empowered (read: I am Wo-MAN, hear me roar), I have to admit giving me stuff is hard. I am pretty much very hard to please if you give me stuff (call me materialistic, pero if you are going to give, give na the best diba? I dont like small stuff!) So he does these things.

He doesnt complain if I dont wash the dishes overnight, or I dont do the laundry, or if I do takeout seven days a week. He doesnt care if Im mean with my jokes but get pikon easily. He doesnt even complain when I tell him we need to watch Coffee Prince before we go to sleep. In fact, he knows exactly when to turn his head to me, to catch me tearing up or rolling my eyes in kilig-dom. He says, “Oo, sinabi mo na yan dati” when I always say, “Alam mo ba Thart si ganito si ganyan smoker?” Bwahahaha.

Most of all, he gives in. Im really a bossy woman. Edil is the boss of the family, but I call the shots, honestly. And Im happy to realize it is a non-issue for him already. Dati, super issue yan but now, he knows Im just naturally like this but it doesnt mean I dont value his position in the household.

So I may not have the usual prince charming but Ive got the perfect man to suit my imperfect self.

And Im writing this so that I wont get jirita when I come home and see a butt of cigarettes on the computer table again! (We dont allow smoking in the house and the man sneaks when Im not there). Hehehe.

Sure, he drives me crazy all the time.
But my point is, I drive him crazy too.
And he doesnt talk as much as me.
Bwahahaha.

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