I love Valentine's Day and I always have. It's not a day where we love our family/significant other more than the rest of the year, but rather a day where, because we love our family/significant other, we take the time to show an added measure of our love to them. That being said, I was really excited for this year's V-Day because it was the first year I spent it with my husband in person. I had been planning the day in my head since the first of the month, and I was pleased when everything panned out as planned.
I kind of started the Valentine's Day celebrations on Monday...three days early. But it had been one of those days for Marshall at work, so I knew no time was better than the present to show him how much I loved and appreciated him. I cut out a bunch of hearts from construction paper, wrote little messages on each one, and hung them from the ceiling in our bedroom with clear thread. I think it made him really happy to get surprised by them when he walked into our bedroom after getting home from work.
Marshall came home from PT on Valentine's Day morning to freshly made pink-heart-shaped-banana pancakes. This was a tradition I stole from my parents, and am now carrying on in my home. Step 1 of the day's plans=success!
Right after he left for work, I pulled out the cookie batter and frosting I had made the day before, out from its hiding place in the fridge, and began rolling out my first attempt at making soft sugar cookies (recipe from this website). They tasted like those soft sugar cookies with frosting you get at the bakery, except for these were 100% homemade, so of course they were yummier :), well, at least I thought so. Luckily my first attempt was successful, and I quickly placed 5 on a plate, wrote a little love note, and drove off to Post where I was going to leave them in Marshall's truck. I was running a little bit behind schedule, so I really prayed that I would make it before he got released for lunch, which I did. He was so excited to come out and find it in his truck, and it surprised him even more because he didn't know I knew where he was going to be...sneaky sneaky me.
I got home from the rink at 7pm Thursday night, and I walked into the apartment to a candle-lit room, classical music playing, a table set for two, and dinner all ready. My husband is awesome! He cooked the fish he caught when he went ice fishing last weekend, made some angel hair pasta laced with a splash of olive oil, lime juice, and a pinch of red pepper flakes, had an appetizer plate with smoked Gouda cheese and water crackers, and a pitcher of ice water as well as sparkling peach-apple cider. I was so surprised! Especially because he got it all put together in the two hours that I was gone.
Some people say Valentine's Day is Hallmark's Day. Well, I'm pretty sure we didn't do anything reminiscent of Hallmark. There were no flowers, or chocolates, or cards. But there were acts of love and appreciation. And that's what matters.
I kind of started the Valentine's Day celebrations on Monday...three days early. But it had been one of those days for Marshall at work, so I knew no time was better than the present to show him how much I loved and appreciated him. I cut out a bunch of hearts from construction paper, wrote little messages on each one, and hung them from the ceiling in our bedroom with clear thread. I think it made him really happy to get surprised by them when he walked into our bedroom after getting home from work.
Marshall came home from PT on Valentine's Day morning to freshly made pink-heart-shaped-banana pancakes. This was a tradition I stole from my parents, and am now carrying on in my home. Step 1 of the day's plans=success!
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| And I am no pro at making heat shaped pancakes, but they tasted good! |
Right after he left for work, I pulled out the cookie batter and frosting I had made the day before, out from its hiding place in the fridge, and began rolling out my first attempt at making soft sugar cookies (recipe from this website). They tasted like those soft sugar cookies with frosting you get at the bakery, except for these were 100% homemade, so of course they were yummier :), well, at least I thought so. Luckily my first attempt was successful, and I quickly placed 5 on a plate, wrote a little love note, and drove off to Post where I was going to leave them in Marshall's truck. I was running a little bit behind schedule, so I really prayed that I would make it before he got released for lunch, which I did. He was so excited to come out and find it in his truck, and it surprised him even more because he didn't know I knew where he was going to be...sneaky sneaky me.
I delivered some of the extras to friends who lived on post, and then took some more to my skating friends at the ice rink. The faces of the little kids when I gave them a big frosted cookie were just super precious. It was awesome. I got home from the rink at 7pm Thursday night, and I walked into the apartment to a candle-lit room, classical music playing, a table set for two, and dinner all ready. My husband is awesome! He cooked the fish he caught when he went ice fishing last weekend, made some angel hair pasta laced with a splash of olive oil, lime juice, and a pinch of red pepper flakes, had an appetizer plate with smoked Gouda cheese and water crackers, and a pitcher of ice water as well as sparkling peach-apple cider. I was so surprised! Especially because he got it all put together in the two hours that I was gone.
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| I seriously wish I had a camera that could have done the dinner justice...but well, you get the point. |
Some people say Valentine's Day is Hallmark's Day. Well, I'm pretty sure we didn't do anything reminiscent of Hallmark. There were no flowers, or chocolates, or cards. But there were acts of love and appreciation. And that's what matters.
oh my goodness this is the absolute cutest!
ReplyDeleteYou two are so cute. You deserve each other.
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