Lest you get the unfair impression…

that the BH somehow made me go out and get cold cuts on foot, uphill, both ways, while he did something irrelevant, I should clarify yesterday’s post. The BH has a car in the driveway that needs work in order to be sold, and a series of calamities of no one’s making have prevented he and BroBH from actually working on the car for about a month. So yesterday, the boys were working on The Car.

Yes, I could have told the BH to pick up his cold cuts and other necessaries while he and BroBH were out picking up tools and car parts, but I elected otherwise. See, many sterling quantities notwithstanding, the BH is very easy to distract. Wave a shiny object in front of him, and he will wander off on a tangent for hours. And then, when he realizes he’s been distracted, he sometimes gets annoyed, and flustered. I did not want to distract from the shiny objects (several thousand, I hope) that the repair of this car will entail, so I opted to yet again shoulder my gathering baskets (well, Whole Foods and other assorted tote bags) and walk to the store. I could’ve taken the bus, but I need the sunshine, too.

And to further bolster the BH’s reputation, I will note the following:

Saturday night, craving a little something something, I dragged out a carrot cake mix someone had given us, and left it on the counter. My best friend then called, and I wandered away to talk. Twenty minutes later, the BH came and waggled the box at me, with the eyebrow raise that is the universal symbol for “do you want me to make this?” I nodded yes, and make it, he did. He also asked, “muffins or cake?” Well, cake, obviously. He even frosted the cake, dear readers.

Last night, I missed the passage of the hours, due to a somewhat involved call with my mother. The BH therefore assembled a mighty tasty dinner, of chicken legs in an indian-y yogurt sauce, basmati rice, and green beans. Admittedly, I did season the rice with saffron and cardamom pods, but the BH was the prime mover in the cooking of dinner. And it was very tasty, with enough leftovers for me to enjoy for lunch tomorrow. Since I don’t eat damned cold cuts. : )