Day 198: A Date

April 16, 2012

On Friday, we traveled to a camp near Malibu for our church’s annual retreat. The day’s activities ended with a cookie-and-coffee social, but we thought we couldn’t go because two of our kids were asleep and we couldn’t leave them alone in our room. However, I found someone to watch our kids so we could go. We made it into a date, taking our time walking down there, grabbing some cookies and cappuccinos, and enjoying the night air as we bonded over dessert. It felt like a real date and we were thankful for our friend who was willing to help out.


Day 197: The Die Game, Continued Still

April 16, 2012

For this act, I told you I would do whatever chore you chose for me, which was one of the prizes from the game we played the other night. You said, “How about a back massage?” “That’s not a chore,” I replied. “It is to you,” you jabbed jokingly. “No, I mean a real chore. What chore do you want me to do?” “What if you make dinner on Monday when we get back from the church retreat?” In my mind, I started asking questions like “Is making dinner considered a chore?” and “What conditions must something satisfy to qualify as a chore?” Since I couldn’t answer those questions and I’d already denied your first request, I agreed to make Monday’s dinner.

I’m not sure if I ruined the game by giving you (or letting you claim) nearly every prize that you could’ve won, but who cares.


Day 196: The Die Game, Continued

April 16, 2012

When we played that die game on Monday, you asked me if you could switch your prize from a chocolate bar to a back massage. I refused your request. So on Wednesday, I decided to make up for it by giving you your massage. Though I try to vary my acts of love, I don’t think you’d mind if 365 Acts of Love consisted solely of back massages.

 


Day 195: Whoops!

April 16, 2012

As is a common occurrence, on Tuesday I fell asleep before I thought I would. So I didn’t get a chance to commit an act of love for you. When I woke up in the morning, I intended to make up for missing that act, but never had the chance. Regrettably, this is the third act of love I’ve missed since I started 365 Acts of Love in September.