And I'm Not Even Pregnant!

Saturday evening Seth and I were sitting on the couch watching some football when I casually mentioned a sudden craving for pie. This is something I do on a somewhat regular basis... voice random cravings. Not that I expect Seth or anyone to do anything about these cravings, I'm mainly just thinking out loud.

So I've just verbalized my latest craving for a food we don't have and Seth immediately says, "I'm going to go get you a pie." WHA?! I assure him he doesn't have to run out during his football game to get me a pie, I'm just fine. But he insists. He wants to go get me a pie. Says he's been "looking for a way to spoil his lady." I know he will not relent until he has a pie in his hands so I offer up answers to his questions...

"What is your favorite kind of pie?"- Mixed Berry.
"Where can I buy a good pie around here?"- Marie Callenders.
"Is Dreyers Vanilla Bean icecream a suitable companion for this pie?"- Why yes. Yes it is.

And just like that he was out the door on a quest for a pie and some icecream.

About a half hour later he returned with a box from Marie Callenders and a Target bag containing a half-gallon of Dreyers Vanilla Bean icecream.

If Seth was looking for a way to "spoil his lady" he sure picked a good way to do it. That was one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for me. He's got some serious bonus points now.

By the way, the pie was awesome.