I think the last time I actually jumped for joy was back when I was in high school and I got my first acceptance letter to college. After that, they just started rolling in. I was really excited because my mother had been spending the 6 months prior constantly telling me that no school would ever accept me. Now that I recall it, it was probably more of a "HA! IN YOUR FACE!" feeling than jumping for joy. Maybe I'm just not a very excitable person.
So my friends have been sharing all of these stories about how their husbands are doing all of these cutesy things. Surprising them with flowers or bringing home a spontaneous date night complete with sparkling cider and chocolate covered strawberries. It's stories like these that make me wish Hubbs wasn't so darn lazy. I always imagine cutesy things that he could do. Sometimes I'll even do cutesy things for him... but how do I effectively communicate that I would like him to show a little more effort without sounding like a demanding witch? Lol. Granted, we do tend to communicate well, but I'm not sure how he would take it if I said "Hey, how come you never surprise me with cutesy little ways to show how much you love me?" I guess I would just like to feel adored sometimes, not every day, just enough to make me feel special. I don't know.
Even the way he proposed wasn't very elaborate. You kind of have to tell the whole story for it to sound remotely romantic. Maybe I'll tell the whole thing one day. There wasn't even a ring. Not a crappy plastic one, ring pop, empty box or anything. A proposal can be romantic without one. I occasionally mention that on our 10 year anniversary or something, he should go all out with another proposal. Presumably with the 10 year anniversary ring upgrade he's always talking about getting me. I think maybe he thinks that money is necessary to make things romantic or special, but that is so not true! You can just as easily have a special day whether you're at a fancy restaurant, or having a picnic in the park with some PB&J's (not for me though, the PB would result in a lovely ER trip).
Maybe I'll just make him read this post and that will do. Lol.