Actually, hubby is insistent that I tell you. He doesn't really read my blog but he certainly knows when I post about him. How you ask ? Because I tell him. Actually I read it to him.
So last night as I sat on the computer looking for homes, hubby walked by and asked "What are you doing, are you blogging ?" ( he is well aware of my newfound obsession with blogging/blog reading)
"As a matter of fact, Hubby, I'm not but I did post about TomGirl's new gig today" I said.
"What, you mean you didn't post about how I took you on a date Saturday?" he asked incredulously.
"Uhh, no Hubby, but I'll get right on that" I lied.
So as not to make a complete liar of myself I'm now honoring my statement to hubby and letting you know that hubby did come home Saturday after working an 8 hour day (he normally doesn't work weekends) and said "I'm taking you out". With no prompting from me, he stopped by my mom's house on the way home from work and arranged care for the kids and then cooked up this little plan
So after beautifying a bit, we were on our way. I'd already fixed dinner for the kids and eaten so we skipped that part of the date. Instead, we went to a new pub/bar down the street from our house and just enjoyed a nice conversation over a glass of wine. That and hubby got in a few rounds of pool while I played cheerleader (he offered doubles but seeing as how I suck I declined).
So there you go. Hubby's no longer the "worst hubby in the state" he did take me on a date and I think its all because I blogged about it.
Hmm...this blogging thing is kind of magical isn't it. If you blog it...it shall happen (said a la Field of Dreams)
Ooooohhh , quick I better post about winning the lottery.