As you all undoubtedly know, I am not a huge fan of the Valentine's Day shenanigans. It's not that I don't like romance, I just don't like romance that's forced upon me in a contrived way and I certainly don't like romance that's overly sappy or printed on a card or teddy bear or...well, you get the idea.
My husband and I have been married for ten years. We just celebrated the big 1-0 a few months ago.
We've been together for seventeen years which is a long time of togetherness. I can be a tough person to be with. I'm stubborn, a workaholic, I can't cook well and I hate cleaning. Despite all of that, he never lets me forget that he loves me, not only in words (and recently also in text--he was a late comer to the smart phone phenomena) but also in the little things he does to make sure my life is better (my car is drivable, the house looks nice, the way he takes care of our kids, cleans my gun, etc).
We got married here at
Casa Loma. You'll look at the pictures and think fairy tale I'm sure. I never really considered it over the top romantic until I was talking about it one day at work and was told that it was the most romantic place EVER! To me it's the place that we went on our first date (well, we sat outside actually because it was after hours) and one of many old mansions that we have toured over the years. The point is that it's a place that means something to both of us and it's not romantic because it looks like a castle, it's romantic because it was the place that first connected us by our love of old architecture....one knot that tied us together at the very beginning which has spawned thousands of other knots over the years. So, after seventeen years of knots, we are all tied up and I couldn't imagine not having him at my side.
So there, I did a little mush just for V-Day ;-) Now where's the chocolate?
