Valentine’s Day

Yesterday was Valentine’s Day. I didn’t get to write as I spent the afternoon and evening at my husband’s and the night rediscovering IRC chats. I didn’t know they are still active, or at least some of them, and I certainly didn’t know how to access them. Last time I tried, some years ago, I got some malware on my computer. Now I just went with a web client.

I honestly hadn’t expected my husband to come pick me up at all, since I thought he’d go visit a friend. I knew it was Valentine’s, but I didn’t think that was a big deal. But when I called on Friday because i’d badly screwed up my computer, he said he’d come and fix it.

We don’t really have Valentine’s Day traditions, or not that I know. I know in 2008, when my now husband had already told me he was in love but I hadn’t answered him yet, he sent me a card. It was really not a card, but a piece of paper brailled with some kind of sharp object in place of a slate and stylus. I couldn’t read it, but kept it on my nightstand for a few months at least anyway. Not really because I intended to, but it just happened.

Ironically, on the same day, I wrote this really embarrassing (for my husband, and probably it should be for me too) post on my old blog about my ideas about having a relationship. I’m not going to link to it, but it laid the foundation for the decisions we made early in our relationship, and possibly without that post, I wouldn’t have had the courage to enter a relationship. I just can’t express myself that well in direct contact, as the fact that I waited over a month to answer his E-mail about the post illustrates.

Each year for Valentine’s, I resolve to give my husband some special treat. Each year, I forget or get overwhelmed in the process. I remember probably in 2009 looking for somethign special and finding pepper-spiced dark chocolate online, but somehow not being able to order it. My husband on the other hand has given me chocolate probably actually every single Valentine’s. This year, they were chocolate flowers. Yummy! Maybe my husband being the romantic kind and me thanking him (on my blog!) has to be the tradition.

This year, in addition to my husband picking me up and giving me chocolate, we went to Domino’s to take out pizza. I didn’t even remember I’d told him I wanted to get pizza there someday, as we used to do sometimes when he still lived in the college dorm. It’d been on my mind recently too. I got one of my favorite pizzas, but no, not pepperoni this time.

One thing I hope won’t be a Valentine’s tradition is my husband having to fix my comptuer. He did, for which I’m hugely grateful. I just don’t want to make a tradition out of burdening him with my computer ignorance. Then again, I guess he’d be happy if I made a Valentine’s tradition out of it, if I just left it at that.

Mama’s Losin’ It

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