Date Night!

This evening, the Gentle Giant asked me out for a date. I, at first, said that with our current circumstances we should be frugal and forego such pleasures. After all, I had spent yesterday cashing in our change so that we could have money for his medications, and I didn't feel that it would be responsible to use the extra for such a luxury. (I got a large sum for the change we had, and the medications did not make much of a dent in it).  He smiled and kissed me and said that date night is a pleasure we should never forego, and insisted that I choose a place to go. He then played the hungry card: He said he was hungry for pizza. He has not been hungry for weeks, and I didn't think I should refuse to let him indulge  his appetite (lucky me) and we went to a local pizza restaurant. We shared a medium pizza and played cards. We drank water instead of soda, and all in all the check was quite modest.
I am so glad that the Gentle Giant is sensitive to my feelings and remembers how important it is to me to be treated to a surprise once in awhile.  He says that we must continue the important parts of our relationship, including a date out once in awhile, trips to the Temple and making sure we don't deny ourselves to the point of dispair.
How handsome he was, sitting across the table in the dim, ambient  light. How special I felt as he cut and served pizza, giving me the extra cheese as it came off the serving utensil. How sweet he was, as he remenesed about the first time we had pizza together- it was when he was in basic training for the army, and I sneaked up to see him at Ft. Knox. We had a pizza, and even some wine, (we weren't members of the Church then) and were so pleased to see that the check was really low.  Other pizza memories mainly involve roudy children around the table and glasses of kool-aide. Tonight will join the memory of our first time to have pizza together: and it will be just a sweet.
No word from the workers comp decision, I guess maybe we will hear on Monday.  I suppose that waiting on such a life changing decision should be something that would be very stressful, but today, as I tickled Little Joe and heard him squeal, cared for Kayliegh because she came home from school sick, handed out cookies to the boys as they got off the bus, and visited with Polly and Aunt Cheryl, I forgot all about waiting on that decision. Also, as I sat by the kitchen window, working on a crossword puzzle (how I love them!) a woodpecker came to the bird feeder. He was so incredible, and it was so amazing to see him try to get the bird seed from a feeder that was clearly too small for him. Earlier, I had seen a bright red cardinal along with numerous sparrows and other birds, and I told Aunt Cheryl that having the feeder so easily seen was better than keeping a bird for a pet. I really enjoy watching the birds as they continue to light and feed right outside the window.
Temporal desires pale next to the gifts of Heavenly Father, especially his beautiful scenes of nature. It costs nothing to enjoy the birds, (except maybe some bird food) and no movie or play could possibly compare. It is moments like this that give me security and comfort, and strength to face the future.