My Funny Valentine
So today my husband asked me if I had more posts for the rest of the week. I said I had some ideas and no shortages of reasons I love him. Then I asked him what he felt were his rock star romance moments. He replied, “Just tell them about the time I closed down a restaurant and hired a private chef for Valentine’s Day.” I promise you he’s a humble man, but he’s also truly amazing. That story is completely true. This was even last year so it was none of that “young love” stuff.
I could leave it at that and I should leave it at that. The truth is, our BFFs owned the restaurant. It was after hours anyway. The BFF was the chef and I believe we paid him with wine. It was dinner for four, because he, after all, needed to romance his wife as well.
None of those details make it less of a big deal to me. He chose me and I love him for that.