Let's be realistic, Valentines Day is one of those days. You know, one in which everybody knows that, unless special circumstances occur, couples are going to be intimate today. Hey, I'm all for it. My husband won extra brownie points today. Much to my dismay (read 'secret pleasure') he woke me up with a fresh bouquet of flowers. Okay, awesome! Unexpected and there's my gift, right? Wrong.
We go out to dinner as a family. It's my belief that Valentines is a day in which you celebrate those that you love; regardless of the type of love. I love my children and therefor they are involved with Valentines dinner. We get home from dinner and my husband grabs a package that had been left in the mail and bolts into the kitchen. Okay, I'll let it slide. I know he said he ordered some stuff for my birthday (which is in two days) so I won't press it. Unlike some people, I actually enjoy my gifts being a surprise. Though, between you and me, I'm thinking that my new car is more then enough of a gift.
After all, what he doesn't know is sneaky, sneaky me has a new wedding band for him hidden in my pocket. He had this thin horrible cheap band that I despised, and I was going to do something about it...Today! After all, they say the first year of marriage is the hardest, and ours had been shear hell. We'd been through a deployment, my mother's death, moving half-way across the country, dealing with my memory issues caused by a wreck just before our wedding (did I mention this past year has been hell?)...But we made it through all of that. There were times I thought we were going to crumble and break, but he held on and fought, even when all I wanted to do was sit in a corner and cry. So I bought him a beautiful white gold with black diamonds wedding band to show him my love and gratitude. Our wedding anniversary was in December, but I figured he wouldn't mind.
Just before I get the guts up to propose (I mean, I've never exactly done it before. How do men do it? I was a nervous wreck and we're ALREADY married), he brings me my "Valentines Gift". He'd ordered me the DVD for Kama Sutra. I adore that movie. If you haven't seen it, you really should. It's not a porn, it's a wonderful romance movie set in India.
Alright! Time to propose. I get give him a speech about being my best friend, how I love him, and all that jazz. I even end up on bended knee and show him the ring. He's surprised, he's grinning, he says "Yes" and I'm feeling pretty good. He hugs me and holds me and tells me he completely agrees with everything I just said...
Then he gets on bended knee. Whaaaaat? Yeah, apparently when I tell people my husband and I are almost identical in thought processes, I'm not kidding. He didn't like my engagement ring, nor (as he says) the crap job he did at proposing. Something about proposing in the back seat of my car while visiting for a three day weekend didn't sit well with him. Don't snicker, it's not what you think when I say 'back seat'! I was busy having contractions because I was nine months pregnant, my brother was driving me around. My husband (then boyfriend) flew in hoping to be there for the delivery of our son.
So now I'm the new owner of a beautiful Tanzanite and Diamond ring. Have I mentioned I'm a sucker for Tanzanite? Or purple-colored stuff?
So here's our new wedding rings. Great minds think alike, and all that jazz. I've never had a good Valentines Day before, and I seriously doubt I'll ever have one this good again. ~ D. F. Krieger