I got all mushy-gushy, lovey-dovey on you guys back in January when we celebrated our 9th wedding anniversary (15 years together), so I really expected Valentine's Day to be low-key. And I promise I am TOTALLY okay with that. I'm not one of those girls who say they don't want anything for Valentine's Day, but they really do. I'm also not one of those girls who hate Valentine's Day and anyone who celebrates (though life-size stuffed teddy bears seemed to be all the rage in the high school halls on that day of love, and those suckers just freak me out!). Truthfully, I just feel like after nearly half our lives together, we are kinda past the intention of Valentine's Day.
So, you can imagine my surprise when I walked downstairs on Thursday morning and saw this in my basement:
My dear, sweet, loving, wonderful husband had strung nearly 100 photos of us all through the basement of our home. The pictures spanned from our very first Valentine's together back in 1998 to New Year's Eves, Easters, weddings, Halloween parties, concerts, beach trips, I'm certain it was nearly every occasion we've ever photographed. I walked through these photos, evidence of a life well-loved and reminisced, recalling the nights, the dinners, the outfits, the fun. And I'll be honest... I got teary-eyed.
Then I walked into the garage, where more pictures were hanging. I was humbled at the hours that clearly went into this gesture. Photos printed and glued and hole-punched and hung. Heck, I didn't even get him a card! I opened the door of the garage and followed the string to my car- waiting for me there was a new CD, a box of chocolates, and a very Curtis-esque Valentine's card (if you follow me on Instagram then you know exactly what I am talking about!)
So I realize lots of women say it, and lots of women got nice things for Valentine's Day, but I am pretty sure that my husband takes the cake. No offense.
|Betsey dress- c/o Kiyonna|
Being both a mom and a school teacher, any special occasions have to be celebrated on the weekends because I can't stay out late on school nights, so Saturday night Curtis and I had the chance to enjoy some time together without Sean (thanks for keeping him, Steph!). I was entirely overdressed for hole-in-the-wall Vietnamese pho and banh mi, but I had been saving these amazing Kiyonna Betsey dress for over a month!
I hope all your days are filled with love and beautiful dresses :D