Before we get started, I just want to say that this is my 100th post. Whaaaaat? Okay, back to your regularly scheduled programming:
Out of the past five months, Dr. D has only been able to spend about two of them here at home with me, so you better believe I had to do something cute for him when he came home from his last away rotation.
I baked his favorite cookies, which was a given. But I wanted to do more. You see, Dr. D has always been the more creative partner when it comes to romance. I honestly have no idea where this man gets all of his ideas, but I've told him on multiple occasions that he could start a romance consulting business and people would pay good money to buy his ideas. He is THAT good. His momma raised him right.
But it kinda puts the pressure on when I try to come up with romantic gestures of my own, know what I mean? So I decided to look for inspiration in things that have been meaningful to us both since the beginning of our relationship---you know, back when we were 15 and sickeningly adorable and awkward.* And then it hit me: love notes.
That's how this whole thing started, 11 years ago. That day set the tone, and from then on we were always writing love notes and poems and drawings of stick figures on napkins to each other. But then at some point life got busy, text messaging happened, and the notes dwindled in frequency. So I decided it was time to bring them back.
For Dr. D's homecoming, I put a bunch of little notes for him all over the house---some punny, some with quotes from our favorite movies, some with inside jokes. He didn't notice most of them when he first got back, which I'd like to attribute to my dazzling presence being an obvious distraction, but with a little prodding he finally began to see them all over the house. I'd have to say the best part was hearing him laugh randomly each time he would find one.
