Over on Facebook, I'm seeing a lot of profile pictures and covers sporting various Valentine's Day themes, along with different posts about this holiday of love.
Even though, it's two days away, I'll write about Valentine's now; as Thursday promises to be a very busy day for me.
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Last year, Tex and I were on a very tight budget . . . and we were also anticipating the last payment to be made on our truck. It was also a busy time for us.
In trying to make a decision about whether or not to buy the first Season of "Law & Order / SVU", I piqued, "Why don't we just buy it as our communal Valentine's Day gift? LOL
Kinda weird for a Valentine's Day gift . . . but we were both ok with that; and so that's what we did. (We eventually bought all the other seasons, one-at-a-time - all except for last years' DVDs - we're still waiting for its release).
And for the ultra curious, we are now in our 4th season of "Star Trek / The Next Generation" . . . one season at a time.
:)
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Last night, we decided that we *really* need to replace our travel coffee mugs. Really, we do. It’s time to lay the current ones to rest and to move one. I imagine we'll be making these purchases sometime soon.
A few minutes later, sitting in the passenger seat as we’re traveling down the interstate, I piped up, "Why don’t we deem the new coffee mugs this year’s Valentine’s gifts to each other?"
There ya go. Romance just sloshing all over the place.
Ha!
My practical, functional nature shows itself at the strangest times.
But. Tex agreed; and so that’s what we shall do.
WooHoo!!!
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I think one of the reasons I’m so pragmatic about Valentine’s Day is that I don’t see it as strictly and only a romantic holiday. I also hope that couples are expressing their genuine and heartfelt love for each other often and in various ways and not just one day a year.
I see Valentine's Day as a day of all types of LOVE - not just Storge & Eros, but also of Agape and Philia.
I was the little girl who was always so excited to make her own Valentines and who couldn’t wait to give them to her classmates - because I truly did love them, and I wanted them to know that.
And, I still feel that way. A few decades later, life is a bit busier and sometimes more complicated (sometimes of my own doing; sometimes, simply because of life) . . . but, I still look at Valentine’s Day as a day of Love for everyone. In fact, perhaps, everyday should be Valentine’s Day . . . afterall, isn’t that what we’re supposed to do - to LOVE one another?
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Don’t get me wrong - I’m definitely appreciating all of the cute Valentine’s Day photos and posts over at Facebook, and I’m enjoying all of the ones with romantic slants. I'm celebrating and encouraging the excitement that my friends are expressing over early gifts and whatnots from their spouses or "special ones".
BUT. *For me* - romance is only part of the equation.
Sure, this Thursday, I’ll be making lasagna for Tex . . . it’s one of his favorite meals; and that is one way that I can specifically show my husband how much I love him.
But, there’s many more people in the world other than my husband. I hope that I remember to show love to others as well; in wonderful, unique and myriad ways.
What about you? How do you plan to celebrate Valentine’s Day?
Thanks for reading, y'all!
Be blessed.
Love,
Sharmie
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Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Love Comes Obscurely
We woke up yesterday with plans to mow the yard. Our weekly summertime mowing chores includes not only mowing but also edging, weed-eating and blowing. I do the mowing; he does everything else.
But, first - my trike ride. I left for my ride and came back 45 minutes later.
During that time, he had started pruning bushes and pulling overgrown thorn bushes and other unwelcomed plant life. Lots of pruning; even more pulling; about 2 years worth . . . life demanding our attention elsewhere throughout the years, doncha know.
I helped when I got back from my triking. Somewhat.
By the time we got around to bagging all of his efforts, it was about noon-thirty.
Way too hot and humid for me; I decided to delay my specific mowing chores until today, when I could do it earlier in the day.
He also decided he was done with the lawn, for the time being. He called a friend, and the two of them finalized plans they had made a few days earlier to go do some remodeling of some friends' kitchen.
He spent about 30 minutes loading his truck with various heavy pieces of equipment and some that weren't heavy, but were numerous.
And, off he went.
He was gone several hours. Working. Remodeling.
Around 5:30pm, I hear my awesome hubby - he who makes my heart beat widly - pull up in the driveway.
I was just about to get in the shower.
He spent another 30 minutes unloading his truck and putting away all his tools & equipment. And then he told me that he was going to get busy with the edging, weed-eating and blowing.
An hour and a half later, he comes back inside, covered in lawn dust and such, and heads to the shower.
"Wanna walk the girls after my shower?", he asks.
During his shower, I clean up the kitchen.
It's then time to walk the puppy girls; but first, he goes outside to smoke. I continue puttering around in the kitchen.
Through a closed door leading to the garage, I hear him groan a few times.
"He is beyond tired right now", I think to myself.
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Many minutes later, much later than his usual cigarette break, I was getting a bit, uhm, concerned.
Is he ok? Do I need to go check on him? I'll give him a few more minutes.
Finally, he walks through the door.
Exhaustion was written all over his face.
Oh good! I say as I smile at him. I was beginning to wonder if you were ok.
I'm ok, he says. Yesterday I saw that one of your tires was low, so I was out there airing them all
up. Ready to walk the dogs?
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Sometimes love shows itself in huge, obvious ways.
More frequently though, love shows itself in quiet, obscure ways . . . such as an over-exhausted husband airing-up his wife's trike tires and then going on an hour-plus walk with her.
Tex does both; the obvious and the not-so-obvious.
I am so incredibly beyond blessed.
I love that man. Deeply.
But, first - my trike ride. I left for my ride and came back 45 minutes later.
During that time, he had started pruning bushes and pulling overgrown thorn bushes and other unwelcomed plant life. Lots of pruning; even more pulling; about 2 years worth . . . life demanding our attention elsewhere throughout the years, doncha know.
I helped when I got back from my triking. Somewhat.
By the time we got around to bagging all of his efforts, it was about noon-thirty.
Way too hot and humid for me; I decided to delay my specific mowing chores until today, when I could do it earlier in the day.
He also decided he was done with the lawn, for the time being. He called a friend, and the two of them finalized plans they had made a few days earlier to go do some remodeling of some friends' kitchen.
He spent about 30 minutes loading his truck with various heavy pieces of equipment and some that weren't heavy, but were numerous.
And, off he went.
He was gone several hours. Working. Remodeling.
Around 5:30pm, I hear my awesome hubby - he who makes my heart beat widly - pull up in the driveway.
I was just about to get in the shower.
He spent another 30 minutes unloading his truck and putting away all his tools & equipment. And then he told me that he was going to get busy with the edging, weed-eating and blowing.
An hour and a half later, he comes back inside, covered in lawn dust and such, and heads to the shower.
"Wanna walk the girls after my shower?", he asks.
During his shower, I clean up the kitchen.
It's then time to walk the puppy girls; but first, he goes outside to smoke. I continue puttering around in the kitchen.
Through a closed door leading to the garage, I hear him groan a few times.
"He is beyond tired right now", I think to myself.
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Many minutes later, much later than his usual cigarette break, I was getting a bit, uhm, concerned.
Is he ok? Do I need to go check on him? I'll give him a few more minutes.
Finally, he walks through the door.
Exhaustion was written all over his face.
Oh good! I say as I smile at him. I was beginning to wonder if you were ok.
I'm ok, he says. Yesterday I saw that one of your tires was low, so I was out there airing them all
up. Ready to walk the dogs?
*~*~*~*~*
Sometimes love shows itself in huge, obvious ways.
More frequently though, love shows itself in quiet, obscure ways . . . such as an over-exhausted husband airing-up his wife's trike tires and then going on an hour-plus walk with her.
Tex does both; the obvious and the not-so-obvious.
I am so incredibly beyond blessed.
I love that man. Deeply.
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