Thursday, February 16, 2012

Keeping the Spark in our Electric Valentine's Recap

May I take just a moment of your time to swoon over my sweet hubs?  He's such a keeper.

I had pretty much the most craptastic day on Tuesday and slumped my way home from work with a shred of hope in my heart that I could spend a little time with my honey.  We hadn't made any plans for the big day or anything, but I was hoping to maybe catch a tv show or 2 on the couch under a blanket?  That would have been sufficient-enough love therapy for me.  Little did I know...

I opened my front door, greeted by ferocious-kitty in her usual prance by the stairs and simultaneously the MOST INCREDIBLE smell wafting from the know what I'm talking about...THAT smell....the smell of garlic...and together. 

Then I turn and see the table set with our fancy glasses that only come out for company and our special wedding candlesticks and a pretty pretty vase of roses and baby's breath.  And as I enter the kitchen with the widest grin ever, I'm met by the man himself, who gives me the hug I've been dreaming about all day, kisses me square on the forehead, and instructs me to "go lay down and watch the Bachelor or something".  sa-woooooooooooonnnnn.  And that's exactly what I did (boo Courtney) to the soft background music of clanking pots and pans, the screen door swinging back and forth, and the hiss and sizzle of food on the grill.

And just as Ben and Emily go diving for lobsters, he enters the bedroom with an appetizer plate of scallops wrapped in bacon (my fave!)  Could it get any better?  Oh yes.

A few minutes after that, I hear that manly voice, "Hey Rach, you've got to come here a second."
Who could resist?  I pad to the kitchen, he takes my hand, and says, "Look, I did a pre-dinner fireworks show for you.  Just stay back here with me and watch."  The oven door is open, revealing spastic sparks flying from the heating element.  It was brilliant, really.  And slightly dangerous.  We watched for a moment or two, strangely not bothered by the fact that our kitchen might catch on fire and that we now need to purchase a new oven.  Eventually the conscientious hubs went down to turn off the fuse and miraculouly he was able to keep on cooking what he needed to on the grill.

So after a GLORIOUS candlelit dinner of steak, lobster tail, potatoes, and asparagus, I'm banished to the living room with a glass of ice wine while he cleans up, and then it's time for cuddling (under a blanket!) and a romantic movie and the richest, gooeyest, amazing-est chocolate cake with raspberries. 

And once again I'm blown away that he exceeded my expectations more than I could have imagined and I'm thoroughly humbled by how much he loves me...silly little me.  And I'm thrilled beyond belief that I get to spend the rest of my life with this man. 


And because I totally slacked on taking pictures, here's a bonus pic of ferocious-kitty herself.  You're welcome.
See?  Actually, this was mid-yawn.  She's not actually screaming.  But SOMETIMES...

1 comment:

  1. This is so sweet!! I'm glad you ended up with a good Valentine's Day!


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