Thursday, February 16, 2012

the married couple's Valentine's Day

Andy didn't rush home from work on Valentine's Day to toss rose petals over our bed and place a sparkling diamond necklace against my pillow. I wasn't apron-clad, peeking into the stove to check the temperature of a perfectly crisp roasted chicken. My legs weren't even shaved. (TMI?)

No, on the evening of Valentine's Day I was parked on the couch savoring a piece of chocolate cheesecake I had bought for myself. Andy was in Maryland and had been there since Sunday night, and I was waiting for him to come home. When he called to say he was an hour away I moved to kitchen and stared at the leftover Mexican lasagna we had in the fridge, feeling guilty that I hadn't made something new. I cut out a heart-shaped piece of lasagna, tidied up the downstairs, made a handmade Valentine, put on deodorant and waited some more.

My guy was exhausted when he came in the door. He smiled at his heart-shaped dinner and then devoured it. We exchanged cards and watched "The Voice" until Andy's eyes couldn't stay open. We fell asleep, feet entwined.

3 comments:

  1. Hey Laura, it's been awhile!
    Occasionally I'll catch up with your blog posts and I must say, I especially loved this one!! The heart-shaped piece, bahaha. Love it. I had a similar VDay with my man, pizza and choco covered strawberries at home :)

    Anyway, I enjoy your writing, you are very talented missy! Talk to you soon.

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  2. haha love it! We went to a JMU basketball game with Zeke... we didnt do cards. We'd just end up throwing them away anyway :-D

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