My husband came in this afternoon, announcing that he has a present for me! Yay. I adore presents. I hint at them. I leave suggestions for random gifts of love around the house. I flat out ask for them. A girl has to feel special. I really dont care if its a tissue paper flower, or a single chocolate. Its truly the thought that counts. So my husband gets into the backseat of the car to pull out my present.
He comes in with 2 grocery bags full of stuff. Cool.
Apparently its Pancake Tuesday. This is the first time I’ve ever heard of such a thing. But since I wasn’t planning on cooking supper tonight anyway, I’ll take it.
Pancake Tuesday, you ask? Me too. Apparently today is the day before Lent. Lent is the event in Catholic/Anglican/liturgical religions that is the 40 days before the death of Jesus. (Easter) And, apparently, preceding Lent, is Pancake Tuesday.
“That is your present. I bought pancakes.”
Between you and me, I love the man. I adore him. I adore how he puts up with me. I adore his neurosis and unshakable calm. But pancakes?
I suppose since it will take all of 30 seconds to make dinner, and we get strawberries & whipped cream on them, that counts.
Enjoy your pancake Tuesday, everyone!
PS – FYI my pancake recipe absolutely rocks but in the interest of full disclosure, we’re using Bob’s Red Mill Pancake Mix tonight. I told you – 30 seconds.