Good evening lovelies,
As the day draws in, I had to wonder – how was your Valentine’s Day? What did you get up to, anything fun? Do you even celebrate it? Or are you a bit like us now – just don’t really see what the fuss is all about?
I think after fifteen years, Valentine’s Day has become a much more subdued affair for us. Gone are the days when we’d have to have a booking in a fancy restaurant. Now, Matt and I are just happy to have one another. Matt still insists on buying me the customary dozen red roses though, as you can see below!
There was a funny story that went with these roses, which featured me being in the garden when the courier turned up. I’d stated only days before that I didn’t want a dozen red roses again, yet still they appeared. As I noted the “fresh flowers” written on the side, I rolled my eyes.
“Thankyou” I said to the courier through gritted teeth. My neighbour watched on, quite evidently surprised.
“If you hear any blood-curdling screams” I began to my neighbour, “he’s already been told I didn’t want any flowers this year”. Upon my statement, the courier shot me a wary look, almost as though I might be the kind of person who would actually execute her husband for real. I headed back inside and placed the box down in front of Matt, who was already thoroughly amused at having overheard the conversation.
“These aren’t for me” he mused.
“No, but they have your name on them. Plus, the courier gave them to me, which makes it a bit weird” I replied.
“It’s too early! It’s only the twelfth!” I asserted.
“Even so, they might be crispy by then. I don’t think they’d do too well if I put them in the cupboard for a few more days..”.
Reluctantly, I snatched the bouquet off of my betrothed ahead of time, trimmed the stems and pushed them into the crackle vase that I keep because of his known tendency to make cut roses appear at random times. I don’t want them and Matt knows I don’t want them, but that still doesn’t stop him being romantic. I’ve begrudgingly accepted it now. This is him, this is who he is – frustrating, impossible, romantic.. mine.
This Valentine’s has been a bit of a spectacle, because originally I bought two ribeye steaks for our dinner. The plan would have gone great were it not for one problem – Valentine’s Day was a Sunday, not a Saturday.
“Nothing says ‘I love you’ like pork chops and mashed potatoes!” I laughed. Sure enough, that’s as romantic as it’ll be getting this evening. I might dim the lights and light the candles though if he’s lucky, any maybe we’ll finally get a good amount of that much-anticipated snow! I love snow, what is it about snow and a cosy fire that’s just so damn romantic? Maybe I do have a softer part in my middle!
Two weeks ago, you might recall that I mentioned my neighbour in my Erections & Espionage weekly check-in, and I can honestly say that things only get better with time. On Tuesday, I stepped to take some rubbish out to the bins when a foam ball bounced past my front door.
“Is it safe to come out now, Tiger Woods?” I teased. Sure enough, our neighbour has now taken to ‘teeing off’ in our front garden, directly outside of our front door. When I walked past yesterday, I even noticed his little practice mat being used as a doormat on his doorstep. What can you do wh, lovelies?! What can you do? At least I’m calling him Tiger Woods directly to his face though, and fortunately when I did, he laughed. I still don’t like that I had to report his bit of wood because I don’t like being a tale-tat, but in all of my 32 years, never have I seen something so dangerous!
This week has been a bit of a blogging learning curve for me, and I’ve come to realise that I may have to shift the way I do things slightly. I’ve been really trying to crack on with some housework, but in the process, I completely missed Thursdays foodie post, which I will be bringing to you Monday instead. TMI Tuesdays will now stay the same, and so will our weekends. However, from now on, foodie posts are probably going to appear on a Friday. I’ve been finding that with the stop-start pattern I had of running a home and blogging, there were days when I wasn’t really getting my chores done because I was taking every other day to work on the blog instead. By writing the foodie posts on a Friday, it gives me a 48 hour stint over Wednesday-Thursday in which I can work solidly on the home – save for eight hours for sleep, of course! I’m also going to be mixing Fridays up slightly, so sometimes they will be something food-related, and other times they will be one of my “Helen’s Writes”. In all that I do, I hope that you continue to enjoy what we share 🙂
Tomorrow , Matt and I will be doing another snack-tasting and we’ll be bringing a slight variation to the SnackCrate snack-tasting posts to you. The SnackCrate boxes include a recipe for a dish from that country, so Matt and I are going to be taking a picture of our creations and sharing them on social media as part of our efforts to ever grow on what we do, and bringing you more of what it is that you like to read. Of course, in our true typical fashion, you’ll have to come back next week to find out more about it 😉
Alright lovelies, I hope you have a wonderful Sunday and enjoy the remainder of your Valentine’s Day, whatever you get up to!
Until next time,
Stay safe & have fun,
Helen & Matt xx