In the beginning of our marriage, I considered him funny, eclectic, and our humor was what set us apart.
There are times when I consider it straight-up annoying... and the demise to any adult conversation that I crave.
It has been the root of many arguments.
Lately, I consider myself blessed.
My husband really is one of the funniest people I know.
I'd laugh, even if I hadn't married him.
He's just funny.
(hang in there... I'll be annoyed soon enough.)
Valentine's Day is approaching.
Lance has always done it up right...
Always predictable, but exactly what I hope for each year.
Lance knows that I would hate a heart shaped thing full of disgusting chocolates...
he understands I'm 25 years too old for a teddy bear...
and he's well aware that I think a single flower, aside from when it is a part of a boutonniere, is creepy.
Just my opinion.
I want dinner. (doesn't have to be nice-- I just don't want to cook it.)
I want flowers. (colorful, cheap and atypical)
I want you to tell me why you love me. (even if its only 3 sentences long in a Spanaish card, because that's all that they had left at Kroger.)
However, if he thought he could slyly do any of the 3 above, and pull it off as if he was serious...
he would try.
His reward only being a tiny laugh, silently within his head, knowing I was thinking, "what the hell???" but uncertain enough to not ask and hurt his feelings.
But now he has an accomplice.
I know some think Valentine's Day is a "Hallmark holiday"...
but thankfully, the Erwin's don't buy into that theory.
Even if it is a made- up holiday about love--
I am married all year long-- cleaning, cooking, loving, and most of the time, being unappreciated and over looked for the day-to-day things that are part of this title of wife.
Show me the love...
on this marked day--
mainly because I deserve it.
[But also because no one wants to be the girl who doesn't get flowers...]
I share all of that...
just to show you what I got today.
From the sweetest little boy, who couldn't wait for me to eat every one of them.
Because he's my sweet tiny boy...
and I know he isn't in on the joke.
But that's okay, you see...
Two can play this game.
I think Maddox will agree,
Daddy needs new cologne.
Happy Valentine's Day, My Love.
We have a full 3 weeks left in this game...
And there's more where that came from.