Daily Archives: February 8, 2012

Birthday cakes & peanut butter

“Romance novels are birthday cake and life is often peanut butter and jelly. I think everyone should have lots of delicious romance novels lying around for those times when the peanut butter of life gets stuck to the roof of your mouth.”  ― Janet Evanovich

That quote speaks to me, not because I’m an avid reader of Romance novels, but because life really is peanut butter and jelly.

Think about it: we grow up, we find someone we’re compatible with, there’s romance and wooing and all that, but when we find our way into a life together, a good part of our life is peanut butter & jelly.  Working at a job. Raising a family. Coaching a team.  Instilling Values. Paying bills. Saving for Vacation. Handling what comes our way: aging parents, kids with challenges, relatives, friendships, repairs, job stresses; you name it.

Valentine’s Day is coming and here we are bombarded by TV Ads telling us that the only way to show love is to buy jewelry, flowers, footie pajamas (huh?) and teddy bears.  Really?

You wanna know something heartfelt and romantic Hubbs did for me?

The night before our oldest boy’s wedding, he helped me clean the house, again.  Then he spent a couple of hours practicing the “Best Man’s” Toast with our youngest.  He stocked the garage fridge and re-arranged the patio the way I wanted it (because, of course, everyone was getting ready at our house the next day).  But that’s not it – when I least expected it, he grabbed my hand, twirled me twice and slow-danced with me, out in the garage, in the wee hours of that last night.  And when he held me close, this Mama’s heart overflowed with love for him and angst for our boy; getting married that next day, such a big step!  And hubbs did exactly what I needed him to: He wiped my tears as his eyes spilled over with his own.

Birthday cake is good but I’ll take the peanut butter, please.

Tell me something romantic and heartfelt someone has done for you!

me & the hubbs dancing at our boy's wedding

And … in case you wondered, here’s what we danced to:

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