Good morning everyone. I hope you had a truly wonderful weekend. I hope it wasn’t too hot (or too cold for those of you in the middle of winter!) and that if you needed rain, you got some. It rained here on Saturday and boy do we need it! Even my zinnias were wilting and anyone who knows about zinnias knows that they don’t traditionally mind hot weather. I guess that must mean this is scorching weather!
Now, about today’s question. Is romance alive?
Have your cup of coffee handy? Good, now have a seat and stay a while. The rocking chairs are mighty comfy here.
Is romance alive? As a romance author I often wonder this. And I’m often thinking, goodness, is no one romantic anymore? Am I writing about things, people, ideas that have no place in today’s world? Don’t get me wrong, a lot of romance is fantasy, as it should be. BUT sometimes that fantasy, the romance needs to surface in our real life. At least, that’s what I say and I’m sticking to it.
And as soon as I begin to wonder where the romance is, it comes up and kisses me on the cheek. For instance, last week my dh and I were discussing music and iTunes. Yes, I’m a fan. Thank goodness for their gift cards! But I was telling him that there’s this one song that I have looked high and low for and short of me taping it off of the movie, I wasn’t going to get a copy for my playlist. I’ve looked everywhere for this song. iTunes, Wal-Mart, etc. So he offers to look for it for me and I tell him “more power to ya,” because I’ve looked before and it’s not there.
So fast forward to Saturday morning. Imagine me going out in my PJs to check the mail. Low and behold there’s a small brown box from Amazon. So I grab it and go ask dh if he knew what it was. He says “yes, open it.” And I’m like, don’t mind if I do, because I have this weird thing about liking to open mail. (Paying bills is a different story!)
So I’m trying to get into this box, it’s harder than it looks! And finally, I pull out a CD. And there is my song! The one I’ve been looking for for like 4 years and I wasn’t about to break down and by a whole CD for ONE song…. and dh had! He bought the whole CD, just so I can listen to my song whenever I want… and I’m listening to it right now.
Now, for those of you thinking “how romantic! A CD!” you’ve got to look past the gift and look at the idea. There was the element of surprise. There’s the generosity. I wasn’t going to pay for a whole CD. I just wanted the one song, and yes, I’m spoiled like that. I don’t want to pay for a whole CD when I only want one song. Especially since it’s the ONLY song on the CD I’ll listen too. (The other songs are heavy metal, rap, etc…. stuff I can’t even understand and only gives me a headache.) The fact that he just wanted me to have it because I enjoy it. Let’s just say he got lots of kisses for that!
And interestingly enough, that one sweet gesture recharged my romantic batteries. I’m again looking for little ways to surprise and spoil him. Even though I’m super busy and there aren’t enough hours in the day. But now I’m taking those five minutes to send an ecard. Be back in five.
Back… what about flowers you say? He gets me flowers all the time and I just love it. He knows I love flowers, so he often surprises me when he gets back from the store. And Sunday morning he brought me breakfast in bed. So, now I’m on the lookout for a super romantic idea that will knock his socks off! If you have an idea, leave me a comment!
I heard a report the other day about that 77% of women would rather receive a Plasma TV than diamonds. HUH? Read it here. (it’ll open in a new window, popup blockers off please.)
What do you think? Would you rather have a TV than diamonds? Survey goes on to say 56% would rather have the new TV than a vacation in Florida. Now that part opens a whole new topic for me (note to self: revisit topic on future post) but still… would you rather have a new TV or a vacation? I really want to know, so leave me a comment!
So… what have I surmised? Romance is alive and well. At least in my house! It’s the little things. The thoughtful things. Attention to details. That’s what makes romance what it is. It’s caring more about the other person than yourself because you know they’ll return the favor. It could be a CD instead of flowers. A TV instead of diamonds. The point is… thinking of the other person. Loving them, surprising them, doting on them. And yes… bringing them a fresh, ripe peach.
Now that you know where I’m headed, I’ll bid you a peachy day and I hope you’ll continue to hang out here on my “front porch” and chat for a while. The comments are always open. And my “welcome mat” is always in front of the “door.”
Love,
Madison