Hi,<P>Just wanted to start on something a bit on the light side. <BR>TrueHeart said he wanted a funny story. Well, let's share. I'll tell the first one and the rest of you share your stories. It might be fun. <P><BR>What unusual things have you done for your spouse/s.o. that was done not because you wanted to but because you love them? <P>I'll go first:<P>Last Saturday around 9pm (after working all day and then shopping for a wedding present), H called from work and asked if I could help him out. H works as a limo driver. H came back from his last run and found out they had overbooked by 1 shuttle. No other company around could accomodate this request. 4 men returning from a fishing expedition from Alaska. Limo sedan was to small and no other stretch limos were available. The only alternative was to drive to limo sedans to the airport (about an 80 mile round trip). I had to find a sitter for our son. Feed him dinner drop him off and still drive the limo (which I was not familar with) and pick up some 'strange men', act professional and look good (like a female limo driver?). <P>Ok Miss Manners how do you do this in 20 minutes? H came home I threw stuff together and we pulled of the stunt. H drove all 3 of us to pick up the limos. On the way, he mentioned about be separate. Our 6 year old popped up from the back seat and said "separate, why do you want to separate from my mom? where are you going to live? why do you want to leave us again?"..... Oh, I let H field those answers. They came out of our son like a machine gun non stop questions about 6 right in a row. <P>H finally convinced son that he meant separate cars and that he was still going to live at home. After a while, our son was convinced it was a false alarm and he settled down. Then we picked up the cars and dropped our son at SILs home for him to spend the night.<P>On the way to the airport, we hear that one of the main freeways are closed due to a fatality. I am instructed to take another route. Ok, unfamilar car, different route. What else can happen. Well, I call H when I get on the other hiway and then find out that H has been pulled over by the CHP for speeding. I am told to continue on up with out him and he will catch up. <P>Now I am on my own. More nervous. It is getting late. 15 more minutes of driving ahead and the plan is suppose to be landing. Don't know where H is. More nervous. Are you on the edge of your seat yet? <P>Well, I make it to the airport. Wait for the clients. Good thing the plane was delayed. Now I have to get to the top level of the parking garage and I am stuck going in circles. I ended up following the wrong limo car (at night all black limo sedans look alike). I finally make it to the top level. Now I have to find H's limo car. After circling the parking lot in what seems like forever. I call H, he says he is in the airport and that the officer let him go without writing him a ticket. Whew!! I am now instructed to find H's limo. 4, 5, 6 limos. Is this a limo convention or what? Ok, finally locate limo and now need to park and wait. Oh... the waiting. Eventually (about 20 minutes later), H shows up tells me to follow him down to the baggage claim area. I was under the impression that I would be carrying the luggage back not real people. You need to picture this: 4'10" short person in a Lincoln Continental Limo!!!! 2 big business men get in the back seat, luggage is loaded in the trunk and my instructions are to drive them whereever they ask. Oh boy, now I am really nervous. Let's add to the fact the airport is one vicious place, getting to the freeway is a challenge even without strangers and a strange car. But I manage. Get on the freeway, chat a bit with the passengers and then ride the freeway that is kind of bouncy. It is the scenic freeway in our area but the road is bouncy. Am I not getting any help tonight? Nope. So nervous me makes it back to the passenger's home and drops off the 2 men along with their 2 boxes of smoked salmon and luggage. <P>I wanted the tip to be paid in a package of smoke salmon but they had already tipped H. 5 days later and I still have not received my tip (H got an $80.00 tip). <P>Was this done for love? YEP, no doubt about it. I'd be crazy to do it for anything else. I think I was crazy to do it even for love. <P>What's your story?<P>L. <P>

A few months ago Wife told me that Pineapple upside-down cake was her favorite cake growing up. News to me, she never ate, ordered or made one in the 11 years I've known her. Last Friday she was due back in at midnight from a week long business trip and when she got home a warm Pineapple upside-down cake was on the counter for her.

I don't think anyone will beat your story Orchid! LOL<P>The best I can think of, is walking to H's work to deliver a coffee to him. He was there on his own, couldn't close up to go and get one, and really wanted a Tim Horton's coffee (it's a canadian thing, eh? lol). <P>Anyways, I don't drive (haven't bothered to get my license.. all the more reason it was so silly of me to call the cops to get the minivan key back), and had to take all 3 kids with me. <P>We have a double stroller, which has to weigh a good 50lbs on its own. Pop in a 38 lb 2 yr old, an 18 lb 4 month old, and then a snuggly with a 15 lb 4 month old, and off we go.<P>It's normally only a 10 to 15 minute walk.. but throw in a stop to Timmy Ho's (en route) and having to steer the stroller with only one hand... and it becomes more like 25 to 30 minutes.<P>We eventually arrive... H is so grateful! And I even got him some chocolate chip cookies (you have to try them sometime.. they're awesome!). <P>Coming home, he took the 2 yr old in the car, and I walked back with the twins only... in half the time it took to get there.<P>Karen

Orchid,<P>How tall is your H?<P>

5'7".<P>Why do you ask?<P>L.

Ok, I've got one for you.<P>On August 28th, 2001 it's our wedding anniversary. 9 years !!!! Sooooooo, I've arranged something real special. First, I arranged to have her mum take the boys from the 23rd to the 28th August. Her mum was ok with that. Then I booked a hotel room in the city where she always wanted to visit. Then I booked two flights with my air miles and had enough miles to even book business.<P>Then I told her that we were going away but I didn't tell her where to. So, she says, if I guess will you tell me. So, I said, if you guess first time, then I'll tell you. She guessed. Then she absolutely flipped. I just wanted to make her happy - and I did it because I love her so much. <P>Plus, I crapped on the OMs patch because he can't do that, can he :-) LOLs<P><BR>

LMAO<P>O...I love it!! You deserve the tip, BTW!!<P>Thanks so much!!<P>True

Ok, first thing that comes to mind is that I plan A and don't LB, and have handled this whole thing well out of love for him.<P>I thought some more though, H was suppose to be helping put a Racquetball tournament together for charity, he doesn't like doing these things and I do, so I kind of took over, got food dontated for 4 nights (They played after work) it was about $250 worth, stayed each night during the tournament and helped, cheered my H on. Nothing major but H did say that he appreciated me doing all of that. Got a real nice e mail from the guys that played in the tournament thanking me for my help. Made me feel good, and let my H see me as the unselfish person that I am. People did not know of our difficulties then or now.<P>The other one that comes to mind is about a week ago H was studing for a test that he had to take the next day. Asked if I would make coffee for him and I said "No don't have to" (he'd been mean earlier, and I couldn't believe that he asked)But I did and took a cup into him and he looked suprised and I said "because I can, Love ya" I don't say those words often anymore as it upsets him and he feels guilty, not that I don't want him to feel that way, but didn't want to feel like I was begging, so it is for me that I don't say them.<P>D

Ok..Dawn...the second one brought a tear and a smile!!<P>

O.K., don't laugh 'cause this is going to seem SOOO small. I was up late the other night (we'd had words). He was SNOOZING away. I made his lunch for the next day. I made the sandwich just the way he likes it and cut it in half. He thanked me 3 times the next day for that sandwich that was cut in half! (Warm fuzzies for me!)