Valentine’s Day 2014 {Spin Cycle}

Next to my bed, there is a green construction paper box, loosely taped together by my daughters. This past week, they have been getting up at the crack of dawn, waving flashlights around my dark bedroom (and in my face) and placing homemade Valentines into my box.

Lily and Emmy get so excited about Valentine’s Day. I always loved Valentine’s Day when I was little, too. Passing out Valentines to all my classmates and getting them in return was so much fun. The cards would be simple, with maybe a piece of chocolate or a stick of gum taped on to the envelope.

One year, when I was about 9 or 10 years old, I missed the Valentine’s Day party at school. I was so miserable. I had itchy spots all over and had to take oatmeal baths. A classmate had given me chicken pox. My grandparents made sure I still had a Valentine that year. They sent me a big red plastic heart filled with M&M’s. I remember sneaking some of those little bits of deliciousness when my mom was doing laundry.

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I still love getting chocolate on Valentine’s Day, but I don’t really need the chocolate. What I want is a nice dinner out with just Ed and me. Since my birthday is at the beginning of February, we went out for a steak dinner last weekend for my birthday and Valentine’s Day. It was a very fancy restaurant called Fleming’s, a once-a-year-or-maybe-even-less type of restaurant. I knew when the wait staff offered me a black napkin that I was out of my league. I’ve never been offered a black napkin before. Why a black napkin? I was wearing black pants and a white napkin would leave unsightly lint on my black attire.

When the waitress offered me a dessert wine for twenty-four dollars a glass, Ed jokingly told me I’d better not order it. I did splurge with my dinner order, however. After all, a good steak was the reason we were there. I had a center cut porcini rubbed filet Mignon with grilled high country asparagus spears and gorgonzola cream sauce. Ed splurged on a filet topped with Alaskan King Crab. We did end the meal with chocolate…chocolate lava cake!

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Instead of a romantic night out tonight, Ed and I will snuggle on the couch with our two little Valentines, eating pizza and watching a movie. The girls will probably have sneaked too many chocolate candies and will go to bed with sugary dreams.

I may just sneak a couple of chocolates myself.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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Ten Things That Make Me Cry

Today is National “Don’t Cry Over Spilled Milk” Day, so Lisa and Rabia decided to have Tuesday Ten be all about things that make us cry.

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10. Onions. It’s true. Whenever I chop onions, I cry like crazy. It’s not just an old wives tale but a real problem.

9. People complaining about the weather. I know, I’m going to get in trouble for this one. Let me give you a little preschool lesson. What month is it? That’s right, it’s February. What season is it? Winter. Where do we live? Northern Illinois. We always have cold and snowy weather in February, and the last time it was unseasonably warm in March, the apple orchards got confused and we had a terrible local crop of apples. That made me cry, too.

8. Country music: See the following.

7. Kip Moore – “Hey Pretty Girl”

Hey pretty girl, when I see the light
And it’s my time to go,
I’m gonna thank the Lord for a real good life
A Pretty little girl and a beautiful wife.

6. Tim McGraw – “Don’t Take the Girl”

Take the very breath you gave me,
Take the heart from my chest.
I’ll gladly take her place if you’ll let me,
Make this my last request,
Take me out of this world,
God, please don’t take the girl.

5. Faith Hill – “My Wild Frontier”

Then one Calgary morning
Still as glass
While my baby lay sleeping, an angel slipped past
And with one breath said I’m taking him back
To his Father in Heaven.

4. Hymns my mother sang. When we sing them in church, I can still hear my mother’s voice, singing as clear as a bell. And that makes me cry.

3. Watership Down, by Richard Adams. That last sentence kills me every time I read it.

2. Baptisms. Every time a baby is baptized at church, I tear up, and think about when my own two babies became children of God.

1. The Easter Story. The promise of eternal life and meeting God in heaven, along with my loved ones, makes me cry with joy.

Tuesday Ten is hosted by Lisa from The Golden Spoons and Rabia from The Liebers. Visit their blogs for more Tuesday Ten!

What makes you cry?

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