Since we will be "gone" for the next couple weeks (to St. Johns, AZ & Disneyland) without Jason - I thought I would dedicate a blog to him (and the fact that he never reads it - means I can say whatever the hell I want) - and write as much as I want (your going to skim through all the boring parts anyway - so why should I care?) Last Friday the Bunko group I belong to had a Halloween Bunko Party which included the husbands. Each couple were to come dressed as a dynamic duo. I fretted over what to do, I considered Lucy & Desi, or Pirate Princess & random guy off the street, or Little Boy Peep & regular Joe. Each costume combo I came up with had to have little to no costume for Jason. He doesn't dress up. I'm crazy lady must-have-a-new-costume-for-each-year/let's-wear-family-themed-costume-etc. verses Jason who loves to carve pumpkins, make carmel corn, go to parties, watch scary movies, and pass out candy - but he doesn't do costumes. I ran out of ideas, money, and time and decided to dredge up the old Snow White costume of '01 and call it good. I would take Jason as he is - because that is who he is and damn if I don't love him with all his male stubbornness.
I called from school to ask if he could finish up a salad I had started earlier that day. I was on my way home from tutoring and only had a few minutes to whip out my costume before we had to go. I came home walked in the kitchen and saw no salad. What the... ? He had plenty of time - what did he think he was doing? I walked into my bathroom and saw my husband standing in scrub bottoms with a green t-shirt, a bald plastic cap glued to his head, smothered in my cover-up makeup, trying to glue a ginormous ear to his head. I thought "this is an interesting costume... he's one-elephantitus-ear-doctor-man" then it dawned on me what he was doing... He was Dopey. He is Dopey. I had to hold it in to keep from laughing my head off. He looked hilarious! But his costume wasn't completed. He put on slippers, belt, and had a really nice plushy coat with huge buttons & patches. I thought - 'That must have cost a pretty penny from the Disney Store- this is not the cheap crap you buy from Party City' - so we went and had a great time. Everyone loved our costumes. We almost won the costume contest (and I DID vote for us - hang the lame rule of not voting for yourself, duh.) Then we picked up the kids & came home. I asked Jason where he bought his costume and he told me he had got the robe from Marshalls... wait a minute - the robe? (Now is a good time to grab your hankies, ladies) Yes. My husband had bought a robe, bought buttons from Joann's & sewed them on with patches on the elbows using brown yarn. He did such a great job - he totally had me fooled. I am an apronista. I am not easily fooled. Before, I was so gratified that he had come up with a costume & dressed up for me, now I was beyond words that he went to such lengths for me. I cried. It was overwhelming. How glad am I that I didn't settle for Prince Charming (some witty fellow in tights) but waited for my Dopey. My true blue forever and ever Dopey! I love you Jason. You rock my world.