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Valentine's Day?
Valentine’s Day is tomorrow, and I ask myself every year whether hubby will surprise me with something, but you know what?
He rarely does.
Some people would say he isn’t romantic, or that he doesn’t care. But I know the truth.
My big bad Italian hubby isn’t one for telling me he loves me. I may not get roses on Valentine’s Day, and we may not go out to an expensive dinner. But two weeks ago my husband, who has said for years that he will never get a dog because they’re too much work…told me I could have a puppy. And you know why he did it? Because he knew it would make me happy and he loves me so much he’ll put up with pee on the kitchen floor, and chewed running shoes, and that wet doggy smell.
I’m all for a day of romance as much as the next person, but even more important are the days when there aren’t any expectations yet the coffee is made for me when I get up in the morning, and the laundry has magically been folded while I was writing madly to make a deadline. My husband knows that my favourite treat is a cannoli (Mmmmm Cannolis) and one random day that really meant nothing in the grand scheme of things, I came home to find that he’d looked up a recipe, gone out for the ingredients and made some from scratch. Those were the best cannoli’s I have ever had.
So no, I don’t expect fancy declarations, or anything else tomorrow. And that’s perfectly fine. I probably won’t make a big deal out of Valentine’s Day for him either…then again, he’s going ice fishing next week and I know when he gets home he’ll really appreciate seeing a big pot of my homemade squash soup and fresh bread waiting for him.
What little things does your loved one do for you throughout the year to show their love, besides the big gestures?
He rarely does.
Some people would say he isn’t romantic, or that he doesn’t care. But I know the truth.
My big bad Italian hubby isn’t one for telling me he loves me. I may not get roses on Valentine’s Day, and we may not go out to an expensive dinner. But two weeks ago my husband, who has said for years that he will never get a dog because they’re too much work…told me I could have a puppy. And you know why he did it? Because he knew it would make me happy and he loves me so much he’ll put up with pee on the kitchen floor, and chewed running shoes, and that wet doggy smell.
I’m all for a day of romance as much as the next person, but even more important are the days when there aren’t any expectations yet the coffee is made for me when I get up in the morning, and the laundry has magically been folded while I was writing madly to make a deadline. My husband knows that my favourite treat is a cannoli (Mmmmm Cannolis) and one random day that really meant nothing in the grand scheme of things, I came home to find that he’d looked up a recipe, gone out for the ingredients and made some from scratch. Those were the best cannoli’s I have ever had.
So no, I don’t expect fancy declarations, or anything else tomorrow. And that’s perfectly fine. I probably won’t make a big deal out of Valentine’s Day for him either…then again, he’s going ice fishing next week and I know when he gets home he’ll really appreciate seeing a big pot of my homemade squash soup and fresh bread waiting for him.
What little things does your loved one do for you throughout the year to show their love, besides the big gestures?
One of those days
I forgot my travel mug at work yesterday afternoon so I didn't have it this morning. That means I had to buy coffee on my way to work, except that I got to the coffee shop and realized I had no cash on me.
So I left without coffee and went to work (getting there late now) -- still no coffee
I grabbed my mug from my desk and went to the kitchen. On the way there, I bumped into my boss (literally) and dropped my mug on the ground. There's now a chip in it
I washed the mug in the sink and set it on the hi-tech 15 button, science-fiction coffee maker. When my mug is full the machine says it's only 60% finished making my beverage but it isn't pouring any more coffee so I took my mug....and then it started to expel coffee all over the floor
I cleaned it up with the only thing we have in the kitchen, paper towels.
I had to email the office services person and apologize for being the asshole who just made the floor all sticky.
Finally, at my desk. I started writing this note.
I took a sip of coffee and grimace. It's pretty much just water because apparently all the "coffee" from the machine was in the part that ended up on the floor.
On my way back to the kitchen.
It's going to be one of those days. How's YOUR day coming along?
So I left without coffee and went to work (getting there late now) -- still no coffee
I grabbed my mug from my desk and went to the kitchen. On the way there, I bumped into my boss (literally) and dropped my mug on the ground. There's now a chip in it
I washed the mug in the sink and set it on the hi-tech 15 button, science-fiction coffee maker. When my mug is full the machine says it's only 60% finished making my beverage but it isn't pouring any more coffee so I took my mug....and then it started to expel coffee all over the floor
I cleaned it up with the only thing we have in the kitchen, paper towels.
I had to email the office services person and apologize for being the asshole who just made the floor all sticky.
Finally, at my desk. I started writing this note.
I took a sip of coffee and grimace. It's pretty much just water because apparently all the "coffee" from the machine was in the part that ended up on the floor.
On my way back to the kitchen.
It's going to be one of those days. How's YOUR day coming along?
