I never had a significant other growing up, not that I felt I needed one. I was the girl who got repeatedly turned down when asking guys to the Sadie Hawkins dances. I went to a total of 2 formal dances in High School, one I conscripted the guy whose locker was next to mine into taking me, and the other guy was a friend I actually had a crush on. He was very kind and very blunt when he said, “I have no romantic interest in you” but hey, he took me to the dance, so things were good.
After graduating and moving from my hometown, I became a prep cook at a fancy 4-star restaurant and worked every Valentine’s day. I lamented to my brother about my lack of relationships. He said romance (and friends) were overrated. My mother tried to encourage me and told me someday, I’d have more romance than what I’d know what to do with.
I chuckle a bit at that, because now, some 16 years later, I’ve learned something about myself.
I’m a terribly unromantic person. And my husband suits me perfectly.
Don’t get the wrong impression. For the past 10 years of Valentine’s days, he’s doted on me with flowers and seafood and chocolate dipped strawberries and peanut M & M’s (good grief, I love those things). I squeal and relish it all.
Valentine’s Day is one of my favorite days of the year.
But stuff like long eye-holding gazes across the table or quiet strolls through nature’s beauty… That’s not us. Our romance is sprawling on the couch talking World of Warcraft/TV Shows, or trying to find a way to escape the noxious gas cloud he let loose in the kitchen, or thinking up new and clever ways to exchange innuendos while keeping all those around us in the dark.
He keeps me sane when I’m emotionally breaking down over this or that. We never argue. Our disagreements include the value of skirts/folding socks/where not to leave my Red Bull cans. My daughter has commented about us “fighting again” which includes my husband tickling me and laughing manically, and me shrieking and elbowing him in the ribs.
We have a pretty ideal relationship. And I just want to say, I love this guy.
Happy Valentine’s Day from the Town’s End to you. What do you think of the new red hair color?
Wow, it’s like a new you!
I can’t believe you didn’t have a lot of dates when you were younger.
Your version of romance sounds like ours. Probably why my wife is perfect for me. Who else would think watching a RiffTrax for Valentine’s Day was romantic?
Love it, Loni – the post and the hair color! We do the typical romance stuff sometimes, but it’s usually more things like curling up together on the couch, chilling with takeout and binge watching stuff. 🙂
😉 Happy Valentines Day
Juneta @ Writer’s Gambit
That is so kewl, Loni. We’re not romantic either. I bought my own flowers. LOL. We are going to the beach to have dinner and watch the sunset. But all that eye-googling stuff is best left to others. We are who we are: well matched for 40+ years. He’s crazy about me; I know because I get punched in the arm a lot. LOL
Since you asked… (It was the first thing I was going to mention, anyway. I know. How superficial am I?) I LOVE YOUR HAIR! Moving on. Yes, I’d say you have romance. What? It has to be like a Harlequin book or something? What you described? That is amazing. And you’re making the rest of us (me, that would be me) look bad. 🙂 Love to you and yours.
It totally fun! And OMG you two are adorable together! My idea of romance is like yours, no sappy movies. If we laugh and relax–that’s everything.
I love this post! And you are very blessed to be married to (what sounds like) your best friend!
Your hair is gorgeous!
I never dated. I never asked. I had a few joke asking out on dates by some guys and a few more queries on whether I was a lesbian by some girls. But I upped and legged it at 16 to get a job and spent my days secluded on our farm subtly pining after an old friend. If my partner hadn’t come up with her, and later asked me out, I’m certain I’d still be a single crazy cat lady… instead of a partnered-up crazy cat lady. In fact, that was my goal.
And we don’t really celebrate Valentine’s Day here, unless me buying chocolate for myself counts. My partner bought a rose the first year, but that fell by the wayside when our daughter was born.
What a perfect Valentine’s Day post. You two sound like a perfect match 🙂
We don’t do the mushy stuff either. We were good friends for a whole year before dating, so we knew each other too well for romantic mush.
I approve of the red hair!
I adore the hair color! And that’s a great picture of you as a couple, too. Be sure you pull it out for the 50th anniversary party. Happy oysters and Warcraft minis. Much better than the cookie-cutter stuff.
The red hair color is awesome 🙂 I am romantic in waves, and Valentine’s Day doesn’t do much for me. In a way, it’s like how December becomes the month of be caring, etc. I don’t need a commercially driven holiday to remind me to give to charity or to be loving as those are qualities we should cultivate year round. That being said, the current bf does not do flowers or cards or gift. He does other spur-of-the-moment things though that are incredibly romantic and caring, so I guess it all balances out in the end 😉
Cute tribute to your hubby and yes, I do love the red hair. I had mine magenta for a long time. It was fun.
Hope you and your husband both had an excellent Valentine’s Day; it sounds like y’all are absolutely perfect for each other. ^_^ And the red hair looks awesome.
P.S.
I’ve tagged you. 🙂 I really want to see your first post:
https://sarahbrentyn.wordpress.com/2017/02/26/my-new-blog-scares-me-myfirstpostrevisited/
Your version of romance should be everyone’s version of romance! 😀