Showing posts with label valentines day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label valentines day. Show all posts

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Love is...

When he's constantly professing his love with I love you's
When he rushes home just to be with you
Spends the weekend on the couch hanging out when he could be doing other things
He carries your purse and bags while shopping at the mall
when he curls up to you at night and runs his fingers through your hair
Comes up from behind just to steal a hugs & kisses
When you find those unexpected roses he went out and bought
Getting a phone call or text message from him while he's at work
When he puts you on a pedestal and treats you like a queen
Finding a love note by the coffee cup that he's set out for you while you slept in
When he rubs your feet or back every night while you watch tv and cuddle
Makes you smile when you've had a bad day
Buys you candy and ice cream when he goes to the store, because he knows you won't
Tells you how great you look you are when your having one of those days
When you know he will come running when ever you need him
When he chases you down the hall after the kids are asleep
When he sneaks home from work just to see you
When you still get butterflies after 12 years
Sorry Ladies he's already Taken
Happy Valentine's Day

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Date night

Tonight is finally our big Valentines Day party at church. Finally a date with my husband all to myself with no kids. All the ladies at church have worked so hard to make this a big romantic night. We all know we won’t get it unless we do it ourselves so we have. We have candles and roses everywhere under a big canopy lined with Ivy and lights we built. All we had missing were our men. Now it’s like getting ready for prom only with kids under our feet. Even though I am dying for some adult interaction I am nervous about being away from the baby for the first time. I know he’s in great hands with grandma and grandpa so that helps. Now if only I can get rid of all my worries enough to enjoy myself.
1. I hope Jacob doesn’t cry.
2. I don’t spill food on my white shirt.
3. I can come up with some adult conversation that doesn’t include sponge Bob.
4. I hope my phone works there.
5. I hope my outfit doesn't make me look fat or slutty.
6. I hope the girls don’t fight while I’m gone.
7. I hope Jacob lets my mom feed him.
8. I hope I don’t say anything embarrassing, or Jason doesn’t embarrass me in a game.
9. I hope get my purse instead of the diaper bag.
10.The canopy doesn't fall.
Oh this list could go on forever and I need to get ready in time to get there.
I’ll let you know how it went.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Damsel in Distress

I’ve been at the church early every morning to get ready for our big Valentines Day dinner Saturday. This morning I was extra early and the first one to arrive at the church. It’s freezing cold and while locking up the car and getting Jacob out, the back door closed on me before I could catch it. There sat Jacob locked in the half shut door. Everything but my phone was in there with him. I have locked my keys in the car I can’t tell you how many times but never with the baby! I instantly panicked when I couldn't reach Jason and called 911. I was so upset and shaken, I knew he was okay but that didn’t help. Two cop cars one being the town sheriff showed up along with the fire department. I was so embarrassed, I had a spare key and where was it? In my purse locked up also. I can’t imagine what the church women were thinking as they pulled in and saw all this going on. (As if the other day wasn’t bad enough!) After 30 minutes I was finally able to quit playing peek a boo through the window and get him out. By that time Jason finally showed up coming to my rescue yet again. After a kiss from my chattering lips he was able to see we were okay and inform me of what I already knew I did wrong. I guess after umpteen times of coming to my rescue it was hard to believe this time it wasn’t my fault. Needless to say I had a Bad morning and i'll have a lot of petting to do tonight!