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the things you do for love

sillyberry

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One of my mom's favorite stories is about how when I was little, I would order a Shirley Temple and then give her all my maraschino cherries to eat (and there were lots, because waiters loved to give me a whole bunch!). She HATES HATES HATES maraschino cherries. But she would always eat them because I gave them to her with love.

So it got me thinking - what do YOU do for love? Things you do for your spouses, friends, parents, children, whomever, that you would rather not do but do anyway, just because you love them.

For me, I visit baseball stadiums around the country. Since we've been dating we've hit parks for the Royals, Marlins, Giants, A's, Mariners, Pirates, Braves and Nationals, plus Rangers and White Sox (our home teams). It isn't particularly how I want to spend my vacation time, but my FI loves hitting all the parks and so I've done it with a smile on my face.

What about you?
 
Dishes, make the bed, give them the bigger piece of cake/brownie/cookie etc.

But I'd put up with a heck of a lot more, and probably will :lol:
 
I kiss JT's foot when he stubs his toe. I hate feet. Love baby feet, but as soon as they start getting stinky toe jam, totally gross. But, I know it makes him feel better so I do it anyway, and I don't even make a disgusted face.

I allow NASCAR to be on my TV, give DH the best pieces of meat or whatever we're eating, make foods that I don't particularly care for but I know DH loves, pick up the dirty underwear that are within inches of the hamper (albeit with complaint!).
 
sillyberry|1291087383|2782353 said:
One of my mom's favorite stories is about how when I was little, I would order a Shirley Temple and then give her all my maraschino cherries to eat (and there were lots, because waiters loved to give me a whole bunch!). She HATES HATES HATES maraschino cherries. But she would always eat them because I gave them to her with love.

So it got me thinking - what do YOU do for love? Things you do for your spouses, friends, parents, children, whomever, that you would rather not do but do anyway, just because you love them.

For me, I visit baseball stadiums around the country. Since we've been dating we've hit parks for the Royals, Marlins, Giants, A's, Mariners, Pirates, Braves and Nationals, plus Rangers and White Sox (our home teams). It isn't particularly how I want to spend my vacation time, but my FI loves hitting all the parks and so I've done it with a smile on my face.

What about you?

No Cubs?!?!?!?!
 
haha I don't EVER think I could eat something I hated :)
 
B.E.G.|1291090525|2782418 said:
sillyberry|1291087383|2782353 said:
One of my mom's favorite stories is about how when I was little, I would order a Shirley Temple and then give her all my maraschino cherries to eat (and there were lots, because waiters loved to give me a whole bunch!). She HATES HATES HATES maraschino cherries. But she would always eat them because I gave them to her with love.

So it got me thinking - what do YOU do for love? Things you do for your spouses, friends, parents, children, whomever, that you would rather not do but do anyway, just because you love them.

For me, I visit baseball stadiums around the country. Since we've been dating we've hit parks for the Royals, Marlins, Giants, A's, Mariners, Pirates, Braves and Nationals, plus Rangers and White Sox (our home teams). It isn't particularly how I want to spend my vacation time, but my FI loves hitting all the parks and so I've done it with a smile on my face.

What about you?

No Cubs?!?!?!?!
As a White Sox fan he won't set foot in Wrigley, but since I figure I might as well collect all of them, I took in an afternoon game with annonymous. :lol:
 
My DH works in IT. The majority of the time when he's talking about work, it's just a series of consonants for me, but I still attempt to figure out what the heck he's talking about. He'd probably say the same when I'm blathering about shoe designers, haha! Oh, and my cat ripped a large chunk of flesh out of my thigh today (accidentally, but I'm still mad), and I didn't turn him into a hat. I think that counts for something.
 
Watch the movies he picks on Netflix.
Go backpacking with him & sleep on rocks in remote areas.
Iron his dress shirts.
 
Ironing. That's one I haven't learned how to do but I'm going to learn how even though I'd rather not. :cheeky:
 
Imdanny|1291112271|2782555 said:
Ironing. That's one I haven't learned how to do but I'm going to learn how even though I'd rather not. :cheeky:

For those of you who are opposed to ironing, try getting shirt stays. They make all the effort of ironing last longer (before washing that is). And if they are worn incorrectly they snap up and uhhh well it'll make that person think twice about having their loved ones iron anything :lol:
 
ROTFL!

The truth is I've been asked to do it and I've avoided it for years. I don't want to get out it. I really do want learn how to do it.

But thanks! Too funny! :bigsmile:
 
somethingshiny|1291090033|2782410 said:
I kiss JT's foot when he stubs his toe. I hate feet. Love baby feet, but as soon as they start getting stinky toe jam, totally gross. But, I know it makes him feel better so I do it anyway, and I don't even make a disgusted face.

Wow - that is love for sure! I hate feet - so kissing is pushing the limits for me except for baby feet.

I - cook, clean, pick up his dirty laundry, give him a massage, give him the better pieces of meat etc. The list is endless.
The only thing I won't do is ironing. He does that for me. :D
 
Um, nothing really. I can't think of anything I do that I dislike to please DH. Partly because he knows my likes and dislikes and is always careful to make sure he isn't imposing on me. He'd be mortified to think I was doing something I didn't want to for him, that wouldn't please him at all. I don't have any such qualms though, so he does stuff for me. :bigsmile:

I do plan to allow him to put a model train track around the picture rail in our study, because he loves trains, and we live in an old railway station. I'm not crazy about model stuff (ok, I hate it) but I do think a little steam train running round the top of what used to be the Station Master's office will be kinda quirky and cool.
 
I iron the man's shirts as well. And launder the suckers, because the cleaners doesn't get the collar ring out. Although, I do pay myself the $20 we were paying the cleaners, so it's not entirely selfless... :devil:

We luckily have very common interests, so I'm not subjected to much I dislike.
 
Watch the Cowboys, rub his feet (sick out), and I've learned more about flying and the AF than I ever thought I would...
 
back hair. ugh!!! I stopped dating a guy once because I felt his back hair. I told dh before we married that if he got back hair I would divorce him (joking but still) and now I am living with a yeti. Bleh.
 
Letting my children or hubby have the "last' of whatever it was, the last of the coffee creamer, lunch meat or whatever. It
seems I am always doing that. It has become a joke among my family. If I plan on having it, someone will come along and
ask for it. I just can't say no.

My hubby hates mint, so for years he used tooth powder and I had to find regular tooth paste. It would make him gag. Luckily it
doesn't bother him so much anymore.

Listening to him tell me stories about work every morning when he comes home. Sometimes, I feel like my ears are bleeding.
When we got married he was quiet and shy and I was the talker. Now, I can hardly get a word in edgewise. He can talk for hours.....
 
Cut pretty much anything that needs a knife - including raw meat, which I don't particularly care for. DH is liable to lose a finger if within five feet of a blade bigger than a razor.

Garden with my dad. I *hate* gardening, and invariably everything I plant or tend to dies shortly thereafter. But my dad loves it (and is good at it!) and somehow it's become 'our thing'.

DH kills spiders for me, and vets the other car for cobwebs if we haven't used it in a while ::)



doodle|1291093893|2782468 said:
Oh, and my cat ripped a large chunk of flesh out of my thigh today (accidentally, but I'm still mad), and I didn't turn him into a hat. I think that counts for something.

and um. That.
 
spend a good hour sat mornings in bed with his watching....sports center :knockout:
 
I let him keep the remote :wink2:
 
I just moved three rooms of furniture into a storage POD in my parents' driveway and painted two rooms, ceiling to baseboards (and doors), prepared the rooms for new carpet, and I'm going back next weekend to put the stuff back in the rooms. I told my mother thank you for bringing me into the world, now we're even! Four days of hard all-day labor, oil-based paint in my hair, raw hands, aching back - I will NEVER do something like that again! Who are we kidding, I probably will... I love my mom.

I don't do anything with DH that I hate, though some things are certainly less fun that others like staying at his work functions or get-togethers with his friends waaaaaaaaaaaay past my desired bedtime. My husband is deployed, and I HATE being separated from him, so I guess I do that for him - support his military career and do my part in keeping our marriage strong. I don't like dealing with all our responsibilities by myself - selling the house, packing our stuff for an overseas move, taking care of his bills, etc.
 
I thought of one this morning - I let him have the bulk of the hot water. We get ready at the same time, and our water heater can't hack it. So I take quicker showers so he can have the hot water.
 
I cook and make his lunches.

He washes the dishes, the clothes and makes my coffee.

We both like to do stuff for each other rather than stuff for ourselves. That seems weird now that I think of it.
 
Oh I forgot: I hate to pay my taxes so he pays them for me :devil:

must be love!
 
Well, Mrs. St. Clare struggles with a hoarding problem that at various times in our marriage has hit critcal mass. Our home used to look like those awful shows. I am NOT being dramatic here. It got to the point when divorce was looking more and more likely. I gradually took back my home one room at a time. Now his compulsion is limited to the dining room. He can pile all his crap in their and I don't say a word. And believe me. it is out of control. Two computers and several years worth of newspapers, mazagines and paperwork for various organizations he belongs to as well as his work papers, household papers, bills, etc as well as the dining room table, chairs, sideboard, dry sink, etc. He used to be able to work from home in there, now he cannot due to the clutter. When he works from home he works in the kitchen. And I am ruthless about enforcing the keep your crap in the dining room and nowhere else rule. It's bad enough we can't have people over for dinner, I refuse to let the house get the way it was several years ago.

Sorry, rant over. What i did for love was give up my dining room.
 
I endure months of research, discussion, and general hemming and hawing about purchases large and small--bicycles, cars, humidifier filters. DH is a "researcher" and he likes to get everything *just* right. I do a lot of smiling and nodding, and then follow it up with positive feedback once the purchase has been made, lest he decide to return something and the cycle begins again.
 
Haven|1291241850|2784461 said:
I endure months of research, discussion, and general hemming and hawing about purchases large and small--bicycles, cars, humidifier filters. DH is a "researcher" and he likes to get everything *just* right. I do a lot of smiling and nodding, and then follow it up with positive feedback once the purchase has been made, lest he decide to return something and the cycle begins again.
:lol: I understand, though, even though my problem is more that FI wants ME to research his small purchases. And I don't care! But if I have time I will seek out the best price for a Hawaiian Islands mug...
 
Hockey. Pro games, games on TV, his adult league, NHL 2011 on PS3, youtube videos, sportscenter... all things hockey, all things I could do without.

Also, playing video games (like Rock Band, etc). It's really just not my thing, but I do it for him. Not that it's miserable or anything, but I am not very incline to play anything more complicated than Wii. And we don't have a Wii. :blackeye:
 
Does putting up with his mother count?? :naughty:

Although it doesn't bother me, I handle all styrofoam items that come through the house because he hates the feel and sound of it so much. I also clean toilets (meaning mainly the ick from when he misses!). And I listen and try to learn all the military stuff and acronyms he uses on a daily basis. Oh, and I watch incessant amounts of college basketball, mainly all Illini games.
 
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