I tried to find a recent picture where Jacob is not in hunting-related gear. Not successful.
Just one of the many reasons I love him!
I did go through the albums and find a picture of us on the evening of our rehearsal dinner, circa 2008.
We were lovingly showered with marriage advice that night over a feast of meatballs, alfredo pasta, and breadsticks:
"Don't go to bed angry."
Ok, I still agree with that one.
"Always kiss each other goodnight."
Okaaay- works as long as your husband isn't a police officer on the night shift or someone who travels for work. Followed that rule about twice a week. How about "always kiss each other at the end of the time you will see each other for 12 or more hours"?
It just doesn't have the same effect.
"Never allow others to speak negatively into your marriage."
One of my favorites. So wise!
"Treat your spouse the way you would want to be treated."
Oh- thanks, Jesus! He's so smart. It's like He knows how to love or something. Of course he was invited to our wedding feast!
So, if I could go back, what advice would I give younger me?
"Eat less carbs! Wait... it's worth it! No- it's not! Oh, and crate-train Oliver right away."
I give horrible advice.
Anyways, Jacob always gets me some flowers and plenty of chocolate on the big day, but this year he went a little above and beyond. As you know, we have a new little 50 pound fur-ball here by the name of Echo, and Echo requires quite a bit of exercise. He demands it, actually. I really enjoy getting outside, so we have been doing some walking and hiking when weather permits.
He delivered! Ta-da!
Setting aside the Camelbak, our Valentine's plans are pretty low-key this year. We are giving out a few handmade valentines, making chocolate fudge (more carbs, dang it!), and just hanging out at home, mostly.
So, again, Happy Valentine's Day. I hope you are blessed to spend time with someone you love today. If you are, give them a big hug, extra-tight, and take the time to say how much you love them. Because it isn't really about the cards, the gifts, the flowers, or even (gasp!) the chocolate, is it?
That's the best advice I have!