Day 307: Footsies

On day 307, I attempted to commit an act of love that I’ve been meaning to commit since day 1 of the blog: I played footsies with you while we ate dinner.

At first, you weren’t sure who was touching your foot. When you realized it was me, I don’t think you knew what I was trying to do.  I tried to keep it up a little more, but you seemed confused about what was going on. And I was too embarrassed to tell you. So I stopped. Maybe I should’ve persisted, but I didn’t. I should attempt this again.

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Day 253: Putting Our Song to Use

Today I gave you a back massage in a candle-lit room with our song—“Out of My League”—playing on our laptop.

When I prepared our room for your massage, I told you I would be upstairs for a few minutes, but didn’t tell you why. I also didn’t tell you that I recently bought our song from Amazon. (We haven’t listened to it in several years because we lost the CD.) So you were really surprised when you came into our room, saw the candle, heard our song playing, and I told you that I would give you a massage.

Day 251: Continuing to Keep it Simple

My cousin and his wife left on Tuesday. Given our exhaustion, I decided to commit a simple act of love for you that day: I let you pick a show for us to watch together while we relaxed on the couch. You chose “Frasier,” which we’re currently working our way through. While it was playing, I gave you a little neck massage.

Day 237: Tried and True

For this act of love, I stuck with something tried and true: a back massage. If ever I want to make you happy, this is all I have to do. The trouble is, getting myself to do it is the tricky part.

Day 196: The Die Game, Continued

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 183: Holding Your Hand

I wanted to do a certain act of love for you with the help of our girls, since we all had the chance to hang out on Thursday, but the day got away from me. Before I knew it, the girls were in bed, so I couldn’t do the act I had planned. Instead, when we went to bed, I held your hand until we fell asleep.

Day 175: Endurance Hugging

On Wednesday, I decided to give you a long hug for my act of love. So while you were making dinner, I brought up the idea with an opening line that really swept you off your feet:

“Let’s hug for some predetermined length of time.”

“Okay, how about a minute.”

“A minute? Are you joking? That’s weak.”

“Fine. How about five.”

“We don’t have all day. What about two?”

“Sure. Should I set the timer on the microwave?”

“Yeah. Wait . . . the two button doesn’t work.”

“Okay, let’s set it for one minute, 59 seconds.”

“Or, we could set it for one minute, 60 seconds. That way we could get our two minutes in.”

“Let’s just stick with 1:59.”

“Okay.”

I set the timer and we started hugging. At first, it felt stilted, which prompted some sarcastic remarks from each of us. But soon, you sank into my arms and laid your head on my shoulders. It was nice. After a while, though, my mind wandered and I began wondering when the timer would go off. So, I gently rocked and turned us at the same time so I could see the mircrowave. There were 30 seconds left. “You’re trying to look at the timer, aren’t you?” you asked. “Two minutes is a long time!” I replied. “I know, right?” For the rest of the time, we jokingly worked on dinner while continuing to hug. I’m thinking we need to work on our hugs.

Day 159

I’ve been so preoccupied with work lately, and for good reason, that I haven’t been focusing on this blog. So after a long day yesterday, I attempted to come up with an act to commit for you. All I could think of was sleep, so I decided to massage your hand while going to sleep. This woke you up, though, and you offered me your other hand once I was done with the first. Then, you offered me your feet. So, I ended up massaging your hands and feet for my act of love.

This preoccupation will end by Friday, though, so you can expect more thought out acts of love coming up. Right now, it’s all I can do to be consistent.

Day 156: Snuggling

I slaved away on a special project for work until 1:30 last night, then crawled into bed. For my act of love, I was going to snuggle you (and by “snuggle,” I mean “snuggle”), but the baby was in our bed. When that happens, the baby has to sleep between us so she doesn’t fall off, which eliminates the possibility of snuggling. You said that we could snuggle with our feet instead. So, we did.

Day 138: Massage #7

Your last back massage is finished! Now Valentine’s Day . . .