Happy Valentine’s Day!!!
Our little cupid . . .mwah!!!!
Relationships are tricky. I’m really not the romantic, mushy type. I mean, if you want to show me you love me, get a broom in your hands or wash a dish or 20 or fold a load. Yes! Now, that will Make. My. Day.
I go around thinking I’m pretty easy to live with: I am Mommy, I’m (fairly) responsible, I do laundry like a fiend, I can cook, I can clean (YUCK), I can pay for my own stuff, and I am super good at coming up with one hair-brained scheme after another (it’s called creativity, darnit)! I’m a real gem, I tell ya! 😉
But, I must confess: I am;
a little bossy (in a good way, I mean I have leadership skills), I’m stubborn (in a good way, I mean I have the tenacity of a pit bull and I never ever give up), and I am driven (in a good way, of course, like I will make the same cake or pizza crust 42 times until I get the exact texture that I want).
But easy to live with? Maybe . . . Maybe not?
Sid would prefer to eat a can of ravioli and watch learning TV (this is a topic for another blog post, in its entirety, all by itself, dear Lord, help me) and search the sale sites for the perfect Suburban (Oh, please let this one, the one Sid has, be it. The perfect one).
So I expect him to take on more because I’m taking on more, and he says, “Ok.”
Now that is love.
And he brings me coffee. 😍