So a few days before Valentine’s Day I had nothing. I knew I’d disappointed in the past. In the very beginning I thought we both didn’t believe in it. I tried a little anyway with a homemade card but didn’t quite pull it off. It ended in tears.
A few days ago I saw her on the Parish Ink website, I like a few t-shirts from but never spent the money to buy, so I knew it was on. We had to makeup for lost Valentines days.
I had nothing and no ideas. Thanks to a little hint from our roommate the night before Vday, I bought her a book she had fallen in love with the other day and had mentioned a number of times she wanted to buy. That was a big thing for her to say because she is a ravenous reader, only buying 1 out of 200 plus books she reads.
I got the book and I got a sexy little Italian leather bound journal for us to write love notes to each other in. I have a feeling the log of sweet love letters will come back to saving our relationship one day:) Being proactive and thinking ahead is what is going to get this thing to forever.
Valentine’s afternoon she couldn’t wait. Right when I got home from work she told me to go upstairs where a sweet homemade card, the beautifully wrapped shirts, a clean room, and long-looming, totally-completed chores were waiting as her present to me. She hit the nail on the head. I am the luckest guy on earth! She is the cutest, most beautiful girl. ¡Qué suerte que tengo!
I, however, couldn’t pull it off perfectly. I asked if she thought it would be okay for me to move the cardinal tetras over to the discus tank and start our Valentine’s Day celebration that evening after our roommate left for her date, implicitly asking to pause the intimate evening for a couple hours.
My wife, to my pleasant surprise, smiled a convincingly authentic smile, and said no problem, to count it as part of her gift to me. Turns out she was terribly frustrated and only feigning acquiescence. Hence, my near-hero status.
After I finished with the fish, I fixed the best orange bell pepper fajita quesadillas with havarti cheese, cayenne, and cilantro possibly ever made. They were amazing. So delicious. We devoured them with avocado, sour cream, and salsa. I was on the mend.
I then surprised her with my gifts. She had no idea I’d gotten her anything. I almost wanted to tell her earlier but chose to let the evenings romance build up over dinner, to the gifts, and beyond.
The book and journal won me quick entry to her heart and arms. I am a sensitive mate after all. Her face lit up with delight. I was a superstar! We then bonded over a chickflick, time in the tub, and a glass of sweet white wine. Success.
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