Wednesday, February 15, 2012


Yesterday being Valentine's Day, I wasn't expecting too terribly much!  It's 1.5 months after Christmas, and only 9 days before my birthday.  So, while I love the fun and romantic feelings of the day, my expectations were low.




Sometime in the early afternoon, my sweet hubby arrived at my office with a braided-trunk azalea in full bloom.  You know what I call that?  Enough!  It turns out, that was just a good start.

When I got home, I walked into the house, to the smell of his signature spaghetti sauce simmering on the stove.  A salad was already ready to be dressed, homemade bread was cooling, and the pasta was waiting to be cooked.

The table was set with "the good stuff" waiting for dinner.

He then presented me with some amazing chocolate-covered strawberries, along with some bubbly stuff to wash it down with. 

He escorted me to the fire burning merrily in the great room - good thing it was a chilly day.  So I relaxed, ate "some" strawberries, and read the newspaper - in peace!

He cooked the pasta, sliced the bread, tossed the salad, and escorted me to the table, FOUR minutes before our usual dinner time of 7 (usually the food hits the table right at 7, on a GOOD day).

While we were eating, he had a cherry pie in the oven.  Know this:  I LOVE cherry pie.  He does NOT.  That's an act of service, believe me!  So, after I was sufficiently stuffed with all that good food, we had cherry pie for dessert.  Yes, he ate some.  Yes, I ate more!

Did I get a gift?  I sure did - about six of them - all acts of service.  Oh, plus the azalea.

Did HE get a gift?  He sure did - a voucher for a driving lesson + 3 driving laps at the nearest NASCAR racetrack!  Who was more excited about their gifts?  It's hard to say - it's pretty tough to compete with everything he did for me.

I love you, sweetie!

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