Day 273: “Surprise” Flowers

July 9, 2012

On Wednesday I bought you this bouquet of flowers:

I didn’t give it directly to you. Instead, I put a note in it that said, “Love, Your Secret Admirer,” then asked a couple that lives next to us if they would take them to you and say that some random person asked them to give it to you. Then I went back to our house.

About ten minutes later, they knocked on the door. When you answered it, they did just as I asked. “Oh! Thank you!” you said. “What did the neighbors say?” I asked you with a huge grin on my face after you closed the door. “Thanks for the flowers, dear. They’re beautiful,” you said. “Weren’t you surprised?” I asked. “Nope. But I love the flowers.” I thought you’d be very surprised and even amazed. So much for being the David Blaine of romance.


Day 247: Flowers and Manliness

June 7, 2012

My cousin and his wife came over today and they’ll be staying for five days. Due to that, I’m going to take it easy on myself by committing really simple acts of love during their stay.

When we went shopping for food today, I bought you red roses. I buy you flowers on a weekly basis anyway, but today, I counted that purchase as my act of love.

Incidentally, my cousin bought his wife flowers today too. He and I found enjoyment in planning out which flowers to buy for our wives and discussing what flowers we usually buy, etc. Typically, we plan some fun, “manly” thing to do, whether it’s shooting or hiking or skimboarding or whatever, and finding great enjoyment in that. This time, we were united in our desire to please our wives. But I guess that’s pretty manly too.

Day 221: Flowers at In-N-Out

May 10, 2012

For lunch on Sunday, we ate at In-N-Out. As we went through the drive-thru, I noticed some beautiful white roses growing alongside the restaurant. I attempted to ask an employee, once we got up to the drive-thru window, if I could pick one for you. But my question came out like this: “Can I pick a wife?” She gave me a confused look. “Sorry! I meant to say ‘Can I pick one of your flowers for my wife,'” I quickly replied. She said I could, then laughed at my blunder.

So, I picked and gave you a flower. But that was when I noticed the sad look on our daughters’ faces. Apparently, they wanted flowers too. When I went to pick them some, the guy in the car behind us said, “The flower wasn’t big enough for her, was it?” “No,” I responded, “my daughters were jealous.” He and his wife laughed. Once I gave the girls their flowers, our entire family was happy–including me, but that was because I ordered a Triple-Triple.

Day 164: A Fresh Start

March 12, 2012

I’ve recently lost sight of project 365. Although I’ve consistently done acts of love for you, my mind’s been focused on work. This hasn’t been bad, but necessary. Still, I need to renew my commitment to 365. I’m doing so by taking you back to the beginning. On day 2, I committed to buying you flowers every week. So far, you’ve made sure that I’ve stuck by that commitment. On Saturday, in continuation of that commitment and as a symbol of the commitment I made to you through 365, I bought you flowers. Although it wasn’t an act extraordinaire, if I consistently buy you flowers, over time it will have a compounding effect on our relationship. So, too, will this blog, if I remain committed to it.

Day 149: Your Valentine’s Rose

February 25, 2012

My act of love for Friday will happen today–I’m getting you a single stem rose for our date.

Yesterday, I took our oldest daughter on her Valentine’s date. We went to Starbucks, ordered some drinks, then sat and talked and played games. I even gave her a Valentine’s card in which I asked her to be my Valentine. She blushed and said, “Yes,” with the cutest grin on her face. That’s one date down. After yours, I only have one more to go (the littlest is too young for a date, though our daughters insist that I take her on one).

Day 111: TJ’s Chocolate

January 18, 2012

Last night, I bought you a dark chocolate bar from Trader Joe’s. I think bringing you chocolate may be the kind of act that you enjoy the most (recall my commitment on day 107). But bringing you flowers, writing you love notes, and enjoying a romantic dinner with you are close to the top. If most girls are like you, then it’s obvious why the cliché date is one in which the guy brings the girl chocolates and flowers, then takes her out for a nice dinner. Then again, you’re not like most girls—you’re mine.

Day 91: Romantic Dinner #2

December 29, 2011

For my 91st act of love, I treated you to a romantic dinner in our home. I planned on making the dinner myself, but work got in the way so we shared the responsibility. We made crockpot pork loin, potatoes, and vegetables.

Last time we had a romantic dinner, our kids ate with us. This time, I did what I could to make sure it was just the two of us (there’s only so much you can control with a baby in the house). At 8, we put the kids to bed and (wonder of wonders!) the baby fell asleep too. I then set the table up with your flowers for the week (which I’ve been consistently buying, but not blogging about), a candle, and our dinner. I also set the computer to play the 10 songs I bought you from your iTunes wish list (at that point, you didn’t know I bought them).

We started eating dinner and the music started playing. “Do you recognize this song?” I asked. “Yeah, I know this song.” We continued eating. When the next song came on I asked, “How about this one?” “Yeah, this song’s good.” By the third song, you began to wonder why I was asking: “Did you buy some songs from my wish list or something?” “Yes, I did!” “You went through all that trouble for little ol’ me?!” you replied in a slightly Southern accent. (I had to retrieve the wish list from an external hard drive, so it wasn’t simply a click of the button.) “Yeah, I did it because I like ya.” You started tearing up and thanked me. Who knew you’d like that act so much?

After dinner, I brought out a piece of cheescake for us to share. I started to feed you the dessert myself, being mockingly romantic. But I pushed the fork too far in your mouth and made you gag. After laughing that one off, I let you feed yourself. When we finished our dessert, we enjoyed each other’s company on the couch for a few minutes. Then, our baby woke up. So the three of us enjoyed each other’s company.

Later in the evening, our four-year-old daughter called me up to her room. She asked, “So, did I hear something about a romantic dinner?” “Yes.” Then she asked in an accusatory tone, “Are you going to a restaurant without me?!” “Ha ha! No, we already ate our romantic dinner . . . What’s a romantic dinner, sweetie?” “I don’t know,” she said as she shrugged her shoulders and laid back down to go to sleep.

With a great ambience, 3 sleeping kids, and a nice dinner and dessert, I’d say romantic dinner #2 was a success.

Day 30: Date Night

October 29, 2011

Having a newborn around makes it nearly impossible to go out on a date. So, yesterday I took you on a date without us leaving the house. In preparation, I watched the kids while you got ready just like you would for a real date. Then, I picked flowers for you–yes, I resorted to picking flowers; see day 2. You laughed at them because they paled in comparison to the roses I brought you last week. I suppose you’re beginning to expect great things from me. After we put the girls to bed, we sat down for our date, which involved watching Jane Eyre (2011), eating dark chocolate and popcorn, and drinking sparkling pink lemonade. Oh, it also involved our newborn who wanted to coo more than watch the film (how uncultured!). At the end of the night, I got a kiss. Though our date wasn’t earth shattering, I think it made you feel special.

Day 9

October 8, 2011

For my 9th loving act, I bought you your flowers for the week. I didn’t present them to you as a surprise, but we picked them out together while shopping for groceries at Trader Joe’s. You seemed pleasantly surprised, but strangely expectant of them. I hope that you come to expect me to daily do loving things for you as a result of this year. We talked in the past about how sometimes it seems as though we treat each other like roommates rather than lovers. May this year-long project cause that conception of our relationship to never enter our minds again.

Day 6

October 5, 2011

On day six, I gave you a love note. I’ve already given you flowers, so now all I’m missing is chocolate (unless chocolate ice cream counts). As the days progress, I’ll be forced to repeat myself or actually be creative in deciding what loving acts to commit. The love note needed to happen, though, because you’re always telling me how much you like them and how I never give them. So, overall, I’m happy with the acts I’ve chosen. You’re happy, I’m happy, and our relationship is already warming (not that it was ice cold).