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A Little Thank You with Pumpkin Bread

Fall is here, no matter what the thermometer says outside. We can’t complain too much in my neck of the woods. It’s been in the seventies and eighties during the day and upper forties to mid-fifties at night. We’re still in a drought, but the cooler weather eases the pain a little.

With the arrival of Fall comes everything pumpkin spice. I’m not much for that flavor, but I do enjoy a few pumpkin treats. I like pumpkin pie and love pumpkin bread. My husband loves everything from pumpkin coffee to cereal, so I knew exactly what to make for him as a thank you for changing the low-beam headlight bulb in my car.

When I was advised that I had a headlight burned out, I thought I could change the bulb with no problem. I changed them on my Impala when I had it. It was a simple endeavor. It turns out that replacing the high-beam bulb on a 2013 Charger is fairly simple, but the low-beam bulb is a different story. It’s also a great deal more expensive. The high-beam bulb is $12.00, and the low-beam one is $140.00. Why? I don’t know.

I’d planned to take care of my auto repair myself, but my loving husband is now home with me in the evenings and decided to handle the matter. I didn’t argue with him because messing around under the hood of a car has never been high on my list of fun things. It took three trips to the parts store between the two us, but we finally managed to purchase the appropriate bulb.

Jim told me he had everything under control, and I should go inside to prepare for my writers’ event at the library (it went very well, by the way). He made several trips in and out for different tools, muttering about stupid car designs making everything difficult.

I was packing books into a tote when he came inside with grease on his face and a triumphant smile. He’d had to unhook some parts to get to the headlight, but it was all fixed and ready to go.

A simple thanks didn’t seem quite good enough for him taking ownership of that task. Of course, I said the words, but I felt like Jim deserved a little something more. Pumpkin bread was the perfect token of my appreciation. Making it even better were the facts that the house smelled great, and he shared his bread with me.

Sometimes it’s the small gestures that mean the most to the ones we love. What do you do to say thank you?

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