The Husband
How long did you date? We dated for two months and then he proposed bwahahah. San ka pa?
How old is he? 32 going on 60
Who eats more? We eat a lot but since I have an excuse (breastfeeding), I’d say I eat more
Who said “I love you†first? Him, of course. As if it’s a contest no haha
Who is taller? He is.
Who sings better? Him. He breathes and lives music
Who is smarter? Definitely him.
Whose temper is worse? Siya pa rin haha. But only because I know to control mine.
Who does the laundry? The help. But when we were just starting, we used to wash our unmentionables by hand. This used to be the main reason why we fight all the time. Try washing 10 pairs of dirty socks with your hand and I doubt you’d have enough patience left.
Who does the dishes? I used to do it
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Me
Who pays the bills? I manage our expenses and his role is to go to the bank and pay all of them
Who mows the lawn? No one
Who cooks dinner? He used to. He’s very good.
Who drives when you are together? He does. Siyempre, di ako marunong eh.
Who is more stubborn? I am
Who kissed who first? He did. Alalang alala ko pa sa Baguio ito naganap at hindi kami magboyfriend nyahahaha.
Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? No one haha
Whose parents do you see the most? His
Who proposed? He did. While we were talking in a fire exit inside our old office, he asked all of a sudden if I want to marry him.
Who is more sensitive? I am
Who has more friends? I do but I rarely see them anymore.
Who has more siblings? Him
Who wears the pants in the family? I do. No, him. Well, I act as if he does but in the end, it will always be my decision LOL. But these are just for the minor decisions ha. When it comes to major and life changing ones, I won’t do anything unless I have his whole-hearted approval.
Thanks ladies for this tag, sikat na naman asawa ko.
The Husband Tag
Tagged by Jen.
1. First name: if he doesn’t like his name plastered all over the internet, a pet name will do.
Sherwin Ian
Sher
2. How and where did you meet?
Office. We used to be just friends.
3. Characteristics?
Highly opinionated
Easily stressed
Passionate mind, very intelligent
Can do anything
Good provider
Loves to joke around
Breathes music
Very thoughtful
A dreamer
The best son, father and husband
4. Your plans 20 to 30 years from now.
20 years
Buy a place in Batanes, Baguio or Bohol
Still be able to provide for our kids
Financially secured
Travelling monthly. Visit all the places we’re dying to go but can’t because we can’t leave Sandy behind just yet.
30 years
Play with our grandkids in our resthouse
Stilll active and healthy like Jen. With tons of activities to keep us busy.
Very much in love.
I Spoke Too Soon
Just when I think I’ve said my goodbyes to that last ounce of romance, my husband goes out of his way to surprise me. I’m so used to not receiving anything from him that I find myself in shock and unable to speak whenever he does something like this. Last Mother’s Day; he gave me a very interesting book called “Don’t Be So” by Hirts and Fryer. It’s a collection of poems and remarkable illustrations about loving and losing and loving again, fooling with toxic substances and ordinariness of life’s decisions. Did I mention that it was a surprise? It was so unlike him. The book is so amazing and he didn’t ask me before he bought it!
Then the night that I wrote my “They only come once in a blue moon” post, I saw this in my work area.
He DID ask me that afternoon what I want for my birthday. He also apologized for asking because he said he doesn’t really know what to get. (Which is why I wrote my post about him not being sweet and all.) I was about to say the usual and rehearsed, i-dont-need-anything reply when it occurred to me that I do want a lot of things for my birthday. So just for the fun of giving him a hard time, I told him about my favorite book, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (Bilingual Edition-Spanish/English) by Pablo Neruda. Although not rare, this book is usually out of stock. He researched and called several bookstores and told me that it might take 2-3 weeks before we can get the book. (So much for surprising me.) I wasn’t in a hurry to have it so I said that’s cool.
When he came home early that night, he asked me to check on Sandy on the other room. Imagine my surprise when I came back to our room and saw his gift. It was the book, beautifully wrapped with a note that says “To my darling wife, Here. Now. In one of the moments that make our forever. Love, Sherwin“. If that’s not romantic, then I don’t know what it is. I was really speechless and I almost felt my face draining of color. He thought I didn’t like it, that I was expecting a different edition, etc. What he doesn’t know is that I’m already over the moon just for the gift wrapper alone.
They only come once in a blue moon
Sherwin is not your traditional gift giver. He never surprises me (blame it to the fact that he can’t keep a secret) and he always asks for permission whether he should buy me a gift or not. I think it started when I asked him not to buy me flowers, gifts, chocolates and what-have-you’s. I said that I’d rather choose the gift myself and then he can purchase it afterward. Which is why he always has a ready answer whenever I tell him how unromantic he is.
This very unromantic side of him is the usual cause of our fights. It starts with me whining, “you don’t write me letters anymore” or “you’re not sweet enough”. Sherwin will then answer by saying, “please understand” and me saying (a bit loudly), “we’re so different from each other”. This will eventually lead to more angry words tossed at each other. We always kiss and make up but the issue is and will always be there.
You need to understand where I’m coming from, though. I am talking about the man who wrote this letter and composed this song. This is the same person who told me through text messages how he can’t believe I’m lying next to him and how he misses me even if we’re just in the same room. I often find myself wondering what happened to that guy? Is he ever coming back again? Will I ever receive a real love letter (on paper!) again? I need sweetness and romance in my life. I want to be courted, adored and cherished. I want to hear sweet nothings being whispered to my ear. I can’t go on wondering and looking for him or else I’ll go crazy.
So I decided to grow up. I need to be fair. I know in my heart that that man is still here. He just evolved into a different, better person. He became a loving father, a good provider, and a devoted husband who doesn’t write love letters yet gives his life to serve his family. While I show my love through surprise dinners or carefully planned out-of-town trips, he tells me he loves me by being committed, faithful, trustworthy and dependable. He’s always there when I need him and even when I don’t need him. He doesn’t go out with his friends unless he’s sure that I’ll be alright, looking after Sandy on my own. And what makes my heart melt is that he’s trying his best to save a lot of money! He used to be an impulsive buyer, you know. Now, all he thinks about is how much he should spend a month so we don’t go over budget. I’ve seen him swallowed his pride (and he is a very proud man) many times in order to fix a problem and make things easy for me. He listens to my endless rantings and nonsense ramblings. He values my opinion even if he’s clearly the smarter one.
He’s just the man of my dreams. Not the dreamy prince who serenades and writes love sonnets; but the strong, steady, loving man that he has become.
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I am Dzoi, a 28 year old Filipina who currently works as a web designer. I am a loving wife to my equally loving husband Sherwin and a mommy cow to my 2-year-old daughter, Sandy.
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