My husband has always been a romantic, but, well, things have changed. It’s not his fault. We’ve just both grown--practical. We don’t like to shell out the big bucks for cards the way we used to. The fact of the matter is I’d rather use that money on a mocha latte. So now when there’s a special day, we simply go to the store together, look through the cards and pull out the one we WOULD buy if we were so inclined, and then show it to each other. After enjoying a moment of warm fuzzies, hubby grabs my hand, and we happily head over to the coffee shop.
Besides, he shows me every day that he loves me in the little things. Things like getting my coffee for me in the morning, filling the gas tank in my car, and replacing empty toilet paper rolls. You’ve just got to admire that in a man.
Today, however, due to a blizzard, we’re stuck in the house. That means no card shopping at the store. The good news is hubby is snowed in too. We’ll search the net for an appropriate e-card--or pull out an old one we've kept but neither can remember--and have another warm fuzzy moment. Did I mention that he occasionally pulls out the romantic music and while flames flicker in the fireplace, he dances me around the family room? In my book, that’s better than a card.
So if your significant other doesn’t get you what you’d hoped for today, just remember, it’s the daily stuff that matters.
But just for the record, if he forgets the DeBrand Truffles, the man is history.