Wife of the Year Award

Nominations are now opened.

Feel free to nominate yourself.

Because I am.

Nominating myself that is.

Here’s why.

Phone call at 11:40 a.m. yesterday…

Me:
Hello

(Okay I might have said “What?” because I don’t really like to talk to anyone before noon.)

PhilBillPaul:
Don’t freak out…

As you can see he’s been diligently working on improving his communication skills.

That kind of opening line always has a calming effect on me.

…but my mom is at the Atlanta airport and if we can find a good flight for her to get back to Austin, she’d like to come to the house and stay with us for a week. (She was flying home from visiting her sister in Florida.)

Me:
Silence

PhilBillPaul:
Obviously I am at a customer’s doing my job so I can’t get on the internet. Do you think you could get on your computer and see if you could find a good airfare for her so she could stay?

Me:
Silence

PhilBillPaul:
I mean, if that wouldn’t stress you. She has a two-hour layover and if we can find a flight she’d like to stay.

Me:
I’ll look.

PhilBillPaul:
Thank you! Call me back if you find something.

Me:
Bye.

I open my laptop, do a quick search for a one-way flight.

At 11:54 a.m. I call Granny on her cell phone and tell her what I have found. She says that sounds great and I book the flight for her. I tell her that I’ll call PhilBillPaul and one of us will come and get her and call her back in a few minutes.

The airport is 46 miles straight through downtown Atlanta which could be 46 minutes IF there is no traffic.

Which would be when pigs fly.

Just in case you’ve never driven through Atlanta.

I call PhilBillPaul and tell him his mother has a ticket for next Tuesday and he’ll need to take a 1/2 day off work to take her to the airport next week.

I ask him where he is (he travels throughout the metropolitan Atlanta area almost daily for his job) and he is not really close to the airport. But he says he should be done in about two hours if she could “hang tight” at the airport then he could go get her so I wouldn’t have to.

He knows I’m in the middle of a big work project and I really don’t have time to stop and take three hours to go down to the airport and back.

Here is more of his always-improving communication skills…

PhilBillPaul:
Will you call her and ask if she can wait at the airport for two hours?

Me:
NO.

You call her yourself and take care of getting her to the house.

PhilBillPaul:
Okay, you’re right. I should call her back. I’ll handle it from here. Thanks for getting her the ticket.

Come on now – I’m not bragging but I would like to know how many of you would welcome your mother-in-law to your home for a week long visit with two hours notice?

I should tell you one more thing that does make a big difference about how much spontaneity I can handle.

I love Granny.

The kids love Granny.

PhilBillPaul is very lucky that we all love Granny.

He is also lucky that Hormone Hell Week was last week or he wouldn’t have a calm, flexible wife who booked a flight for his mom.

Good timing Granny!

I cannot name one friend I have that would welcome their mother-in-law for a week in their home with virtually no notice.

Bring on the nominations – just leave a comment below and then we can all vote next week on the winner. (Remember to click through to the blog to leave your comment if you are reading this through an email update or RSS feed reader.)

Please don’t let me win this award uncontested.
I’m all about a good healthy competition! 😉