I have been known to accuse my husband of not being romantic. I’d like to say it is because we’ve been together for two forevers and have a million kids, but that would be a lie. He’s never been especially romantic. I think it’s too much pressure for him. Plus, I don’t want flowers and chocolate. I want him to clean the house while I’m out having drinks with the girls or compliment me on how hilarious my blog is. Neither of those things happen very often so I have to settle for having a good husband who does the dishes and doesn’t think of taking care of his own children as “babysitting.” I’m usually ok with that.
However, I did request that he do something special for Valentine’s Day this year. I think I deserve it after his being absent for last Valentine’s because of the deployment. Nevermind that I’ve already used this excuse for a trip to Hawaii, a designer purse, and a new car. He was gone 10 months, so I get to use the excuse for 10 months.
Dallas did great on Valentine’s Day. I was completely surprised by the gift he left for me in the morning. We had to reschedule our date night because we were busy arguing over our (still not complete) bathroom remodel. But, I know he has a plan and that it’s a good one. Besides, I don’t really need a romantic night out when I get texts like this…
I don’t know what is more romantic; that he texts me from the bathroom, that he is so excited about something that I have to come see it while he is in the bathroom, or that for once he decided I didn’t need to see his poop.
That’s love right there.