Romance

 

A few weeks ago hubby and I were walking Libby on the beach, when I suddenly had an idea. I pretty much demanded that my hubby organise something nice for Valentine's. (Now before you start saying that making demands is unethical or unacceptable or whatever, I'd like to point out that we've been married almost 23 years and I am absolutely within my rights to make such demands of my spouse, because I just am). As the colour drained from his face I did suggest that he got help from an expert (his BiL, his mum or his daughter for example). In fact I made it clear that under no circumstances should be try to do this alone. For whilst getting me a tube of Smarties is sweet this was not the level I was anticipating. Without giving him any ideas (it had to be a surprise for starters) I was looking for romance. A trip away, something amazing staying at home, rose petals, Champagne, bubble baths etc. He started to panic and I could see him shaking. I started to feel sorry for him. Was I expecting too much? No! God damn it! After a quarter of a century surely my man can do a tiny little (or massive) gesture to show his love? Well it turns out that I'm the big gesture maker. A week later I found that our favourite Hideaway near Dundee was available from 15th for 3 nights. We were both off work so I booked it, immediately letting my hubby off the hook. All he had to do was pack. 

However... Drum roll please... On the way to Dundee we stopped at Tesco for a meal deal to have on our first night. Hubby did the shopping (he's the fussy eater lol) and when we arrived at our Hideaway he produced 12 red roses! Reduced to £3. But this actually made them all the better. Full price on Valentine's Day is a little corny, but reduced the next day - was perfect! And they are gorgeous! 

I've been using my feminine wiles to negotiate with my BiL. His challenge was sprung on me with no notice. He was prepared and raring to go but I needed to get my head around things. So while he started to lose the pounds I was still in 'do I really want to diet, how shall I do this, I still have Christmas chocolates, and I'm going away for a romantic Valentine's break which will include lots of drink, food and treats?' So I was clear and honest and he has agreed to start the competition from Saturday. With a brand new starting weight and I am so ready to get some of this blubber off my body! No matter who wins I am happy that I will be slimmer and into that dress that I bought last year! Yay!

A goal without a plan is just a wish.