Ahh, February 14th again already?
You know, I was never one of those that felt sorry for myself on Valentine’s Day when I was single, but I guess it is nice to know you have someone special today, if only because you don’t feel left out and unloved when everyone around you is getting roses.
My Chris had flowers delivered to the house yesterday – a really pretty bouquet of roses and lilies, the inspiration for this picture. But we’re not “observing” the day until Friday, seeing as how I have a math test tonight and he has to give a presentation to 3,000 people at 7:30 a.m. tomorrow. I’m going over to his place after class, but I think it’ll be a more-or-less hi-how-are-you-are-you-ready-to-go-to-bed-now kind of night.
Honestly, Chris is so good to me – and we did just go to a concert Monday night – that I really wouldn’t be worried about getting to go out for dinner or anything. Then again, most places we go out to eat are either places we bike to in our lounging clothes and flip-flops or places to indulge my French toast fix. The Black Orchid Café will probably be a nice treat. Chris seems very excited about the Bananas Foster; it may even be worth having to put a shirt on that covers his armpits. :D Right now I am trying to decide if I should have the calves’ liver & bacon or the grilled ostrich.
A while back, I came to the conclusion that I was not going to find anyone.. not with any hint of bitterness, mind you. Just the realization that I should make sure I am happy alone because I didn’t see a relationship in the cards for me.
So after I met Chris, although everything felt very peaceful and natural, once in a while I had to actually kind of pinch myself – had I really done it? What did I do to have this luck, to find a wonderful person to make happy, that wants to make me happy too? It’s amazing to me that there is someone so full of kindness, patience, humor.. And in such a lovely package! :)
One thing I’ve always found very amusing about me and Chris is that I often go to sleep at night with a smile on my face – a full smile, in the dark. He can’t even see it, so it’s not for his benefit; it’s just genuine happiness. Sometimes it makes me laugh.
So anyway, that’s my gush for the day. I’m feeling a little gushier than normal today; we got into an argument last night. Maybe the second time ever we’ve had what I would describe as an argument. I needed to get home to feed the cats, but only made it as far as the driveway before I turned around and went back inside, where Chris met me at the door with a five-minute hug. And every bit of frustration was gone; instead, just apologies all around. And more hugs. And again I think – yes, this is the way things should be.
And again I remember how lucky it is that I watched the 40-Year-Old Virgin one night and got all bummed at the sappy ending and decided I didn’t really want to be single forever, so checked out Match and liked the cute doctor’s profile. And how lucky it is that he wrote me back! :)
Single people, don't hate me for this entry. Sometimes you just have to count your blessings - and we all have many of those. And someday, one of your blessings will be the person you get to go home to, too.