I have never considered myself to be a particularly romantic person. I don’t care if I get flowers, and candlelight dinners are not my thing. I don’t leave love notes in John’s truck, or whisper sweet nothings in his ear. If I did, he would probably wonder what I was up to and start checking his pockets for something slimy.
According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, I guess I am romantic.
The longer we’ve been married, the more I know what I can do that makes John feel loved. Some gestures are subtle, like cleaning up after him without complaining (that one is hard). Some gestures are not so subtle, like baking cupcakes for the crew but leaving a few without frosting, because that’s how John likes them (that one is easy). Gestures don’t have to be big, they just have to be unselfish. And it has this lovely boomerang effect. The more I try to make John happy, the happier I am. The more I try to put myself first and pursue my own happiness, the more dissatisfied I become. Funny how it works that way.
Of course, he may occasionally reach in his pocket and pull out a handful of jello.
In case you don’t want to try the jello idea on your honey, here is a “romantic” Valentine’s Day dessert.
Bring butter, sugar, cocoa and milk to a boil, stirring constantly over medium high heat. Boil about 4 to 5 minutes. Remove from heat and add vanilla and marshmallows. Stir until melted. Add 4 oz of Quark and stir into melted mixture. Serve in a small fondue pot over low heat to just keep warm.