I've never been a huge fan of Valentine's Day. Sure, I got flowers from guys I dated through college and "Saw" movies from The Ex. Puff even got me pajamas for our first Valentine's Day together. But last year, we opted to just get cards and to splurge on a super swanky dinner. And we went dutch on it. Since I'm an awesome woman like that.
This year, we chose to have dinner at a mom & pop Italian restaurant that we'd been wanting to try for months. And spent Sunday afternoon at a concert put on by a local theater troupe. Topped off by a make-out session on the couch listening to Justin Bieber, and we were set! Except... the cards.
I always hate mushy Hallmark cards. Half the time, I don't even bother reading them. I care much more about what Puff has to say than some professional writer. So months and months ago, I decided we would MAKE our own cards to exchange this year. I got red, purple, and pink paper. I got out my scrapbooking scissors and glue. I bought lots of different heart stickers and ones with cheesy romantic sayings on them. And my dear husband left me this note...
He's such a romantic!
When it was all said and done, we both hunkered down and made each other cards. He griped about it the entire time and vowed to never make me one again. Because he'll never get back those 15 minutes he spent on this project! Yet, while they are not the most beautiful cards in the world, nor was his message inside as mushy or thoughtful as I expected it to be, it was a memory we'll always have together. Trust me, baby, I won't ever make you do this ever again! I'll keep the craft projects to myself!
All together, though, I'd say it was a successful Valentine's Day for our first one as a married couple! Here's to many more in our future!
1 comment:
Awww... I think he did a good job.
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