Better to Laugh

I was trying to think of something special to do for my sweet husband for Valentine’s Day. Last year it fell on a Sunday, and we stayed in a hotel and went sledding and hiking at a snowy state park. The holiday fell on a Monday this year, so that limited the time we would be together. We are trying to eat healthier, so chocolates were out. He’s not really a flower type of guy. We already ate out two times over the weekend and were feeling a little ill from it. And then a thought came to me, everyday with him feels as special as Valentine’s Day. What is better than that?

So, we ended up exchanging the perfect cards, eating heart-shaped pancakes for dinner (that looked more like Africa than hearts), did not log on to the computer the entire night, and we spent a quiet, romantic evening at home. I can’t think of a better, weeknight Valentine’s Day.