Sometime between the cards and the prezzies, my wonderful husband asked me where I would like to go for dinner. I responded with, "Let me think about it for a while."
I thought about it and decided that I wanted to stay home, because I didn't know where I could get what I wanted to eat. Further, I decided that, while I would accept help, I mostly wanted it the way I wanted it, which meant I should cook it myself. And shop for it myself.
So off I went to the supermarket (you'd be surprised how many moms were there shopping, and carrying expressions of chagrin), to get The Fixin's. This was the day for Bibb lettuce (which we usually don't buy, because it's more expensive than the usual Iceberg or Romaine), and raspberries.
So, with Jim's help, we had broiled rib eye steaks, corn on the cob, a salad with Bibb lettuce, avocado, and other goodies, and a dressing of my own invention, and cheesecake topped with raspberry preserves, fresh raspberries and a drizzle of caramel syrup.
I am a very happy camper.