That Man Does Make Me Swoon

If you are a close, personal friend or even a Facebook friend then you probably already know what an awesome, romantic fool I’m married to but if you’re not, let me tell you…HE ROCKS!

Do you remember the getting-my-car-stuck-in-the-mud-because-of-the-stupid-pool-cover fiasco of just a few weeks ago? Well, after months (and months and months) of nagging humble beseeching, my husband went outside on a cold, drizzly Valentine’s Day, hooked up an uber-masculine chain to the pool cover and hauled that sucker to the trash pickup point, and then came inside the house and lovingly proclaimed, “Happy Valentine’s Day”. He knows just how to make a girl go weak in the knees, doesn’t he?

The grandparents with the kiddos.

Now, even though that’s a true story I shouldn’t give him too much grief about it. After all, because it was a school night, we had already decided to stay in anyway, so I wasn’t expecting a night on the town. He has promised a date night soon and I intend to hold him to it.

Ren with her gift from John and me.

Our night consisted of a big pot of homemade vegetable beef soup shared with my parents, who came bearing gifts, and a pretty darn good, warm chocolate cake topped off with some vanilla bean ice-cream for dessert. I’ll get you that recipe tomorrow.

John-Heath reading the Valentines he received from classmates to Ma-Ma.

In hindsight, it was the best kind of Valentine’s Day, spent with those I love unconditionally and those who unconditionally love me.