{ho ho ho}
It started with this chocolate Santa. The Husband came home from the épicerie with it for me. So very sweet, but oh how I'd love him so much more if he was made of cheese instead (the chocolate Santa, not The Husband). And that brings up an important question;
why are there no cheese Santas?
So The Husband came home with this chocolate Santa, which is like the sweetest thing ever, almost as sweet as when he came home with those Nutella stuffed doughnuts (Which he did again this week! I'm beginning to think The Husband likes his women a little on the pudgy side).
And then he announced that he would be waiting on me for the day. I'm not sure why, or what for, he certainly wasn't in any sort of trouble (that I'm aware of) but if your husband tells you that you aren't going to have to lift a finger all day you kinda roll with it, no?
I became an island unto myself on the couch with my magazines while The Husband busied himself with the art of waiting on his lady (me). He started to make a fire, do this dishes, and make hot chocolate all at the same time. It was like the Tasmanian devil was whirling around my house. The path of destruction that was left in his wake was a thing of beauty.
So what if the house smells like burned milk, Fifty has dish soap on his head (don't ask) and I had to find 'how to build a fire' instructions on ehow?
I felt like a princess all day.
bisou
Yes, my dear, princess life can be tough sometimes. But bless your prince's heart. Second on the cheese Santa, cheese Easter bunny, and maybe I would dig Valentine's day a little more if there were more cheese hearts! Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteBonjour little Princess, hope you enjoyed the day....
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Erna
that's what i'm talkin about. your husband needs my husband's digits...
ReplyDeleteLovely post. France do such wonderful choccy delights unlike Spain! I guess the usual warm temperatures here don't make it a good idea.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, sounds like you had a wonderful time being a princess. Hope you were lounging, reading your magazines with your tiara firmly in place ;-)
Maybe it's like galette du roi, but Chocolate Santa instead? Whoever gets the Choc Pere Noel gets to be the princess? How sweet!
ReplyDeleteMust be the holidays is stoking all those good deeds from your good husband. My sweet wife would think she had died and gone to heaven. I will have to consider doing something so nice. By the way, she would be convinced I was trying to make up for something I had done wrong.
ReplyDeleteAwwww what a sweetheart!! He really did try didn't he? Though, if I were you I wouldn't let him live down the having to look a up how to start fire online. I mean you have to have a bit of fun right? ;-)
ReplyDeleteAw the big palooka. Maybe it was just because he loves you? He is a good man.
ReplyDeleteHa, the princess has to clean up the mess. That was sweet of him. But don't eat the chocolate Santa.
ReplyDeleteAnd, don't you desire a day of pampering? Mais, oui!
ReplyDeleteI'd never thought of cheese santas, but now I have, I'll obsess about them for ages. Your husband sounds like a diamond.
ReplyDeletewhat a sweet husband!!
ReplyDeleteannnnd why don't they have cheese santas? i mean i love chocolate but i love cheese even more.
How sweet! Every girl deserves a little princess treatment now and then. Great that the husband knows that. Well done!
ReplyDeleteWhat an incredible day...if only we could schedule one of those more often ;) enjoy that husband of yours--he's a keeper! Especially when he brings you chocolate and Nutella! xo
ReplyDeleteso many reasons why we should be real life friends, but #1 must be our love for cheese.
ReplyDeleteYou are a Princess every day!
ReplyDeleteGreat husband!
Nutella is sooooooo good!
Have a wonderful week!
Bisous, Babi
That's cool. The only time I ever got to do nothing was when I was on total bed rest during maternity leave on pain of premature birth.
ReplyDeleteI loved it! It's totally different though when it's a spontaneous loving gesture. Your husband is a treasure.
Oh, how sweet is the hubby?! What a lucky girl you are. Check out my post today... there might just be a mention of your blog and Fifty might just be gracing my page! xo
ReplyDeleteAww what a sweet hubby:) Kisses and have a lovely Monday
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that sounds lovely to me!! and i just came across your blog -it's so cute. I moved to a little village in switzerland about a year ago ;)
ReplyDeleteSounds perfect to me!! You and your husband are so perfect together it's a little nauseating. (Ha!)
ReplyDeleteA princess day! How lovely! Even if your Santa was chocolate instead of cheese...
ReplyDeleteI love it! The best gifts from my husband are the surprise ones.
ReplyDeleteaww that is so sweet! lucky girl :)
ReplyDeleteThis is the kind of post we need to give to our husbands to read every once in a while.
ReplyDeleteA cheese Santa? Best idea ever!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd what a lovely thing for your husband to do :)
He's very sweet! Maybe you can try carving a cheese Santa ;)
ReplyDeleteyou know, a cheese santa sounds sorta good to me too......!
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to stay away from all things cheese and chocolate, having gained some (cough, cough) weight living here. Yes, my skinny jeans still fit (when I jump off the cupboard into them). It's just a shame my stomach hangs over them. But, ah, yes it's nice to feel like Princess for a day – even if you have to clean up after a hurricane.
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