As expected, our 11th wedding anniversary celebrations was practically a non-event.
It started with a quick peck on the hub's cheek in the morning before I headed off for work (my usual routine) and ended with and a rushed dinner at Chomp Chomp as we only had 1 hour for dinner because we had to pick the older girls up from their Jan & Elly English classes at 8pm.
The poor hub had a sore throat but he bravely ate the BBQ stingray, cockles, “gong gong” (also known as dog conch, I think) and "dou miao" (snow pea shoots). In retrospect, I'm not sure if it was a good move as he became feverish and ill for the next two days and had to stay home to rest.
I was a little upset that he didn't tell me he wasn't feeling well because we could have avoided eating the sambal and chilli that probably aggravated his already bad throat. As usual, he just shrugged his shoulders and commented, "But you wanted to eat that. Anyway, no big deal."
To me, it meant a big deal because he was willing to shove aside his discomfort for my sake. Even though there were no presents or surprises this year, I really wasn't bothered. Actions speak louder than words and this is all that really matters.
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