The Omelet Man

I am married to a wonderful man. He can make me smile at the drop of a hat. He is kind, and does his best to cheer me up when I am having a bad day. He is an absolutely wonderfully Daddy to my children and loves them very much. He enjoys playing golf - but he does not do it often - - most of the time when he goes he takes me along. I enjoy being with him. He loves to read; and usually he has two or three books going on at one time. They are all conveniently placed around the house for him to read if his is in the general location of a particular book.

These are just a few of his qualities. I thought I would let you all in on a little secret. He does something better - I think - than anyone else I have every known. I have decided that if we ever need extra money we would be able to market his little known talent - selling the by- product to waiting customers. I have told him, that this skill he has will keep me married to him forever - (as will the vows that I said on our wedding day. :) If the Lord took my husband home - and I was left remaining - at the funeral I would cry because I missed him. However, some of my tears would be shed because I would no longer get to feast on his talented concoctions.

My husband - in my eyes - is the world's greatest omelet maker! I LOVE his omelets. Perkins, IHOP or Village Inn can not hold a candle to Rob's omelets. They are without a doubt the best. Sometimes he whips me up one after the kids have gone to bed. The are "to die for!" I LOVE his omelet's! Through the years, I have tried to take lessons from him on how to make the perfect omelet. Mine never turn out like his - I usually end up destroying them while I am flipping the over.

This past Wed night I decided to do omelets for dinner. I was going to have them hot and ready for him when he got home. I was determined to get the flipping part right and turn out a great omelet. However, Wednesday nights - are chaos nights! Kids are busy getting ready to go to church - going through their Kids for Truth verses one last time before they have to leave - and doing their best to turn out a decent homework paper so they do not loose their free time the next day - needless to say, it gets a little hairy here on Wednesday nights. Alas, last Wed - I was not able to get the omelets pulled off in time before Dad got home. He walked in - and saw me - apron on - ingredients waiting - skillets heating - and asked me what I was doing. I told him that the omelets would be up shortly. He, in need of job security, told me he would make the omelets. So, reaching for the apron that I had on - he promptly set to work. I thought I would share of few pictures from that night. If the pictures look like it was a little wild at our house - they are true and accurate. Enjoy.

(I think this is the most handsome man in the world - with a white shirt on and a tie - along with the apron - my heart skips a beat!)

(Zak here is doing a "before - dinner - jig". (I think that "jigs" are an acceptable way for a Baptist to celebrate as longs as the participant is under the age of 10 :) He enjoyed rice pasta noodles with spaghetti sauce for his dinner. (He is allergic to eggs!)

Bon Appe'tit!

No children or animals were hurt during this production. The kitchen was all put together before we left for church - and church started on time!

Thanks for stopping by! Hope you are having a great week!


Anonymous said...

Dear mom

That post was really funny and good! I think dad is the best man in the whole world!!

Love you


Mary said...


What wonderful photos. You have a very beautiful family. Those omelets look DEElicious. Thanks for sharing.

Blessings for a great week.

Daughter of the King said...

My husband is the omelet maker in our home...every morning I wake up to a omelet and coffee...we spend time he is getting ready for work..I iron his work clothes, make his lunch..and his coffee to drive IF I didn't get up at 5....which there is no *reason* to get up that is worth it in the time spent with my beloved and the blessing is the omelet and the coffee...GOD IS GOOD...and I treasure my husband of 36 years.

Sharon said...

My hubby is the same about his chili. ;-)