Love is in the air!
My man tried to keep his Valentine's Day surprise from me, but I weazled it out of him. I don't normally do that, but he said we were going somewhere, and sometimes, that just scares me. I never know exactly what that might mean, and well, I have grandkids to think about. Do I want to be gone for days on end without any communication with the kids? I think not.
So here's the plan. He's taking me to one of our favorite places to eat (out of town) and a nearby Inn to stay all night AND--and oh my goodness, this is a biggie--he's scheduled me for a massage!!! Whooohooooo!!! I haven't had a massage since before my surgery in November of 2007!!!
Now, it's true my man is thoughtful when it comes to gift-giving and not all men are geared that way. The truth is, though, we have many celebrations with merely a card. It doesn't matter to me as long as he remembers SOMETHING. I would settle for a bologna sandwich that he made the effort to put together for me (since cooking is not his thing). Anything that shows me that he thinks I'm special to him, you know?
That's what I try to do when I create my heroes. Yes, I want them a bit rugged, callused and scarred, all that manly stuff (did you hear Tim the Toolman just grunt?), but nothing melts me more than when hubby does something out of the ordinary, a phrase, a glance, whatever, that means something only to the two of us. That's what I want my heroes to do, too.
So what is your love language? Is it gifts? The extra time? The burnt sacrifice on the dinner table? What?