Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Win Some Sugar! A Contest!

One of my fondest memory as a little girl is when my Dad would wake all of us kids up early in the morning to do his daily jog routine with him. We picked up flowers of all kinds along the way and if we’re lucky, we also pick up some breakfast before heading back home.
When we get home my Dad have us help him quietly scatter flowers in their bed where my Mom is still soundly asleep. And even for a 7 year old, it was apparent to me how my parents truly love each other. Every single time we do this, we get completely excited and then we would burst into giggling. Our little noises always awoke her and then I sit and watch, and wait to see her smile…so beautifully in the morning.

I always knew I wanted to marry someone as romantic as my Dad. And I did. My husband isn’t the flower, or jewelry giving romantic kind of a guy (just like my Dad), but he is marvelously wonderful and romantic in his own way. Before the children ever existed in our lives and I was still working in the office, he would pack my lunch and place it in my bag without being asked, loads the laundry when it is needed, and spoilt me with daily rides to and fro although it is out of his way.

Now blessed with kids, he is even more thoughtful. He cleans my car and place gas on it so I don’t have to, he plugs my cell phone when it needs it, and he always rent all the movies he knows I would love to see. All this he does without having to expect a thank you. Mother’s Day is about to come, and I as always never expect to receive anything grand, because I have been given the best gift of all, the daily fulfillment of love that I receive from my family.

Which brings me to my sugar contest…Tell me about the nicest, most romantic gestures that you have ever received or given. The gesture can be “received from” or “given to anyone”…spouse, friends, kids…etc.

The most touching and inspiring (for me) entry will be awarded a $50.00 Gift Certificate prize from our contest prize sponsor: Mackenzie Miller. I will of course be the sole judge, but I will definitely ask everyone to help and vote before I make my decision. This is just in time for Mother’s Day gift for Mom or yourself. I will announce the winner by Thursday of next week (May 11th).
Also, if you guys could please let your blogger friends know about this contest, I would most certainly appreciate it. :-)
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15 comments:

Bluepaintred said...

wow this is a toughy!
hubby and i have been married for seven years this coming augist, our first baby was born two months after the wedding.. it was tough having an ew baby , every time baby cried i took him from his dad just assuming that because he was male, he could not comfort the baby!

how wrong was i!
i got exauhsted!

one morening i woke up to flowers on teh table with a note saying to use this to have a good day on the "boys" . he had left spa gift certificates and taken the baby out for the day .. i have never asked ( said baby is now almost seven ) i never asked what they did on their " boys day out" as it was between them, but baby and daddy sure bonded that day and it has lasted thru the years.
i returned home to supper ( home cooked) on the table and to find a cleaning service had scrubbed the house top to bottom, piled up baby bibs tiny socks and everything , it was spotless.

it was extra surprising as hubby is NOT the romantic type ( i have never gotten so much as flowers before!)

i hope you enjoyed this as i sure enjoyed revisiting this fond memory! i look forward to reading every one elses comments!

Great Day said...

My husband and I started dating in August and his birthday is in October. As the date got closer he told me that he always had the worst birthdays, nothing ever went right, no one ever came, his mom forgot one year, he got dumped on time, etc.

I’ve always had really good birthdays and I wanted to give him one. So, the morning of his birthday I took him out for a surprise breakfast. We then went to see a movie he’d been waiting for (I don’t remember what it was), and then had lunch at HIS favorite restaurant. That afternoon I sent him on a special “treasure hunt” that I’d planned with the help of some close friends. We had a person with a balloon waiting at each of 10 locations with a clue to the next location. The last person he had to chase down was me, and I escorted him blindfolded to my parents house were the rest of his friends and family were hiding.

When we walked through the door, everyone jumped out yelling “surprise!” He was so shocked and touched that he started to get tears in his eyes, gave me a big hug and kiss, which he had never done in front of his family before and told the whole room that “he loved me more than anything.” We were engaged by Thanksgiving of the same year. Later he told me that day he had fallen deeper in love with me than ever before because I had not only listened to him, but done something about it!

WriteWingNut said...

Okay, here's my stab at this:

When my husband and I were first married, we were young and dirt poor. So gifts for each other were out of the question.

My husband, though, always found creative ways to tell me he loves me.

I came home one day on our anniversary to find our bedroom covered in sticky notes with messages like "I love you!" and "Happy Anniversary."

Then, on one of my birthdays, we were at the grocery store of all places. He went off to get something in another aisle, or so I thought, and he had the manager announce happy birthday to me over the loud speaker and tell me that my husband loves me very much! I turned a dozen shades of red!

Rob actually won the "Most Romantic Husband" contest for a woman's magazine years ago when I wrote about his thoughtfullness!

Cat said...

My husband was out of town at a meeting and I had a rough weekend. He arrived to find a stressed out wife with two children that really missed him. He had a smile on his face and expressed what a good conference he attended.

Just after dinner he ushered me into the bedroom and had me sit on the bed. I had no idea what was going on. He gathered some things from the other room and walked into our bedroom.

He got on his knees and put a bowl of warm water at my feet. He had a very soft rag in his hands and dipped it into the bowl of warm water. He reached for my feet and began washing them.

I was speechless. He then began telling me what a special woman I was. He talked of my daily journey as a woman, a wife, a mother. He expressed his love for me as he washed both of my feet. Tears filled my eyes and I felt unworthy of such affection.

At this time we knew I had many things happen to me in the past that involved abuse. I was a broken woman trying desperately to be happy. He knew this and was taking the steps to bring me back to a position of confidence.

I will NEVER forget this action. Such a small gesture that brought me strength for my journeys ahead with more self-love than I would have had. We have been through good times and bad together. I think of this memory he gave me and it always gives me a respect that nobody could understand, for him.

(Incidentally, I will have my 10th anniversary with this 'angel' of a husband on May 11th)

Valerie said...

Wow all the above commets are so good. The most romantic thing my husband ever did for me was to help heal my heart. Before him I had been in several abusive relationships, since childhood really. He was the first man to not ever try to hit me or hurt me in any way. He delt with my mistrust, my anger and my tears. He was a rock for me in the beginning of our courtship. We started dating in Jan. 1998 and got married in August of the same year. I credit alot of my growth as a woman to his caring and love for me. So that is my most romantic tale.

loyal N fan said...

The DAY I met my wife a family friend of hers had a terrible tragedy. Their 11 year old daughter was killed in a car accident. This was their only child and very, very difficult for them.

My wife was very close to this child, having spent many hours babysitting and working as their personal nanny.

Three days later they had the funeral. Even though I had only know my wife for 4 days total I already knew I wanted to marry her and could see how much she needed me.

I went to the viewing with her, and she was obviously upset. We stayed for serveral hours, so she could say goodbye. Afterward I took her back to her apartment and we talked for hours. She cried and questioned and I listened and gave her comfort as best I could. I stayed with her until she fell asleep, then crept out quietly. It was 4 in the morning.

The next day I sent my wife roses at her office, with a note letting her know that I was there for her and always would be.

Mama Grouch said...

Every month anniversary the Electronic Panther brings me flowers. We just passed the 50-month mark and he hasn't missed a single one.

And then, of course, we have the Day of Days

Ben said...

I can't compete with any of those, so will just lie shamelessly.

I gave my wife a kidney - not one of my own, obviously, but it is the thought that counts.

Sassy said...

Wow! All of these are fantastic...really!!!

I've got them all beat though. You ready for it?


My husband picks up the kitty puke for me.

Now if that's not romantic...I don't know what is! ; )

mommy on the verge said...

When I was in 5th grade, Bryan Hasenberry wrote how much he loved me on every chalkboard in the classroom, line after line.
He is now homeless and hooked on acid.
I seriously did not make this up!
I do have to say though, that washing of the feet story is very sweet, very Mary Magdalene.

WriteWingNut said...

I hope it's not too late to add this, but another very romantic, sweet thing my husband did for me was take off of work numerous times for me just to hold my hand at the dentist.

I was having my wisdom teeth out and was scared, so he took time out that he didn't have just to hold my hand. And when I needed a root canal and several follow-up procedures done because there were problems with the root canal, he continued to take off work to be there for me. :)

Zephra said...

The best gift given to me was from my Step-Mother. About 2 years ago we were sitting at the table with my 4 children all around us. We were chatting about how much work it is being a mom. She said something about how she could have done a better job and I, being one to placate, told her she did the best she could. "No" she said. "I was not a good mom to you and I am sorry."

After living through years of abuse from her, that comment meant more to me than anything I could ever be given.

Chantel said...

Why being me is so amazing!

My daughter wrote a poem. Her teacher cried. Her teacher shared it with the other teachers, they all cried.
I got an email. "I wish I were You" was all it said.

From Ms. Puddin to Me.

Your strength is like a suit of armour
Your strength is like a bullet ripping through someones heart
Your strength is like a fire burning through a thick log
Your strength is like a weight lifter lifting 300 pounds
Your strength is like a football player dodging a 300 pound man
Your strength is like spider man battling green goblin

Your beauty is like a parade of beauty queens
Your beauty is like a super model walking down the street
Your beauty is like a million dollars
Your beauty is like a beautiful bride in white
Your beauty is like the Van Goh Starry Night painting
Your beauty is like the cover of a magazine

Your determination is like a High Schooler doing a report in one day
Your determination is like finishing a book in one day
Your determination is like doing your and your bosses work in one day
Your determination is like saving up and going to college
Your determination is like going to 4 years of college in 1
Your determination is like getting 3 reports of 10 pages done in 1 day

I just love my mom...

This is probably the reason why god gave me children. I have never received nor will I ever receive a better compliment or gift in my life

Chantel said...

Why being me is so amazing!

My daughter wrote a poem. Her teacher cried. Her teacher shared it with the other teachers, they all cried.
I got an email. "I wish I were You" was all it said.

From Ms. Puddin to Me.

Your strength is like a suit of armour
Your strength is like a bullet ripping through someones heart
Your strength is like a fire burning through a thick log
Your strength is like a weight lifter lifting 300 pounds
Your strength is like a football player dodging a 300 pound man
Your strength is like spider man battling green goblin

Your beauty is like a parade of beauty queens
Your beauty is like a super model walking down the street
Your beauty is like a million dollars
Your beauty is like a beautiful bride in white
Your beauty is like the Van Goh Starry Night painting
Your beauty is like the cover of a magazine

Your determination is like a High Schooler doing a report in one day
Your determination is like finishing a book in one day
Your determination is like doing your and your bosses work in one day
Your determination is like saving up and going to college
Your determination is like going to 4 years of college in 1
Your determination is like getting 3 reports of 10 pages done in 1 day

I just love my mom...

This is probably the reason why god gave me children. I have never received nor will I ever receive a better compliment or gift in my life

cheH said...

Sugarmama dearie,

Ugh,I'm a bit too late for the contest.Anyways,I've enjoyed reading all the entries, all I can say is awwww awww sooo sweet!!

The sweetest gesture/s I've given I guess, was when I did few days volunteer work at old homes in the Phils & Turkey as a birthday present to myself.Most of my friends think it's weird but who cares, that was (still is) my idea of prefect birthday gift.