And how do you bring this up and then, casually say, "Hey did you get that?"

Have you ever looked at your mate and wondered, "Have you been paying attention at all?"  I know this entry may sound like I am a raging bitch (quite the opposite of my waxing poetic of Mr Ching Wang last night).  My tone isn't to be overly critical but more a curious brow puckering bewilderment.

I thought about this last Friday.  Ching was going to CVS and asked if I needed anything.  I asked for a small bag of chocolate candy.  I gave examples of Hershey Kisses, Hershey's Miniatures and it should be Valentine themed because it would discounted by 50%.  It may seem like an odd request but I like to keep a couple of chocolate candies in my bag so I can eat that instead of overindulging in something that I shouldn't have...like a whole cake or a dozen donuts.  Ching came home with a bag of Kisses but they were chocolate and raspberry flavored.  I quickly said thank you (and meant it..really).  But then I thought of all the times over the past 13 years when I turned down any dessert that had a chocolate fruit combo.  Or the times when I shivered, looking at a chocolate fountain with all sorts of luke warm fruit ready to dip..or double dip for some.  Or the time when we picked out our wedding cake and I specifically asked if we could have a fruit center but no chocolate on the cake.  Dude..was he even there?  And how do you bring this up and then, casually say, "Hey did you get that?"

I then hope there is nothing that I am missing about Ching.  I know it is never a good idea to enter a room when I hear both a televised sporting event and swearing.  I know that he will always suggest Stove Top as a side dish and I need to be ready with something else (or we are eating that add-water-to-instant-pillow-filler).  I know to always have both Texas Toast and dumplings in the freezer...if dinner isn't a masterpiece, either one will make it better.  I never put more than a small mound of veggies on his plate.  Anything else will be left--because "he will be full."  And in regards to dirty clothes:  on the floor, they are dinner.  If they are on the bed or hope chest, crumpled, there is at least one more wear.

After the past couple of days, I kept asking myself if I should point things out? Like avoiding trying to start a conversation during the last five minutes of any show (right before the preview!)...But then I came to the conclusion that there are more important things and the positive intention is always there.  And he knows good things about me too--like knowing that I like full fat sour cream and guac on my burrito and that my love of Beverly Hills 90210 re-runs should not be mocked.  I am sure with every one thing that I have memorized about Ching, there is something else that I don't...but I try.