Saturday, January 17, 2009

And this is why I love him...

As I was working today (a very weird affair, the day after the lay off announcement--half the company will be leaving at the end of the month), I suddenly felt that someone was behind me. Still seated, I turned around--and right in front of my face were a dozen roses. Being held by my husband. Who then hugged me and said "Everything will be alright." And then he left.

After work, he came home--with chocolate cake!

Here are some pictures he took with his phone of the roses (that I brought home) and cake.





And, now, just for fun, some more photos he has taken with his phone recently (well, more like during holiday break).





8 comments:

..al said...

Here from LFCA....

I am so sorry that you lost your job. I hope things get better soon for all of us.

How very thoughtful of your husband. Love the roses and the cake looks super yum. Thanks for sharing the pictures.

Christy said...

You are a lucky, lucky, lucky gal!

Baby Smiling In Back Seat said...

Sorry to hear about your job, but hooray for hubby!

Boo for naughty cat trying to eat chocolate cake (or maybe trying to drink water from the vase?).

Waiting Amy said...

So sorry about the job front sweetie! But what a great hubby. I know that you will find a way to bounce back from this stronger than before ... that's what we IF ladies do. Meanwhile, enjoy that lovely family.

Caro said...

Sorry about your job.

Yo-yo Mama said...

Thanks for the kind thoughts about my own lay-off. It really sucks to find one's self in that situation, but it's wonderful to know that spouses can be supportive, even when we don't expect it.

Good luck.

Rachel said...

I am sorry about the job. I hope things make a turnaround soon. I'm glad you have a supportive husband who understands the need for roses and cake at times like these.

Jessica White said...

Via LFCA.

I'm sorry that you lost your job *hugs*

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