The Alien I call My Husband
Husbands are such funny specie.
They organize parties at the drop of a hat and think that the whole house will magically get itself into order and food will miraculously appear on the table.
At least, that’s the impression my husband left me. A week ago, he casually informed me that he invited over some of his friends to visit Saturday. For days, I asked him for the headcount and menu preference. He casually dismissed my concerns saying there would only be four (4) guests and food will be a breeze as it will be merely a drinking session of sorts. What a relief I thought. And that was that…
Until this morning. Saturday.
Doing our weekly grocery at the supermarket, I asked him if he got today’s affair covered and to confirm with his guests.
He did and horror of horrors – the four guests soon turned into fifteen, with his friends asking to bring along their wives and children, and the supposed drinking session ballooned into one big dinner party cum housewarming!
As our panic grew, we suddenly saw ourselves dashing through the isles of the supermarket to grab fish, chicken and pork in proportions bigger than our usual. Soon, we were in the home section frantically buying glasses, curtains, bedcovers and plant decor in an effort to make our house presentable for the viewing guests.
I don’t know how I managed (was still able to squeeze in a late lunch with my best friend), but dinner was promptly served at seven with the whole house looking quite pristine.
The banquet table was a feast for the eyes – there was pancit palabok, chili chicken wings, inihaw na liempo and tilapia, crispy ulo, kilawin tanigue, with vegetable salad, eggplant salad and ensaladang mangga on the side.
The guests seem impressed with the rooms, with its new curtains, bedcovers, plant decor and room perfume.
No sign of the fact that, just a few minutes ago, our house was in shambles and hardly could my hubby and I see each other thru the smoke from the grill.
As I retired at 10 pm and left the guests with my husband, I thought that the affair went amazingly well considering the short notice. I also made the mental note that, in parties, I should never trust my hubby’s judgment again. =)