Okay, before I go all Blackstreet on you I'll only take you back 15 days ago to Valentine's Day. What? What's that you say? Valentine's Day was only six days ago? Well, it may have been for you lucky bastards that get to have your significant other by your side everyday, but for us Rumbargers Valentine's Day was on Saturday, the 10th. That’s because we have a crazy schedule in la casa de Rumbarger and we knew we were literally going to be on opposite sides of the country come 14 February. So naturally, we simply choose to make the best of our situation, which I suppose is the life of any mil-to-mil couple.
I tend to be a bit of a romantic. Lovey dovey. All the while slightly dorky, therefore I make or buy things that are sentimental and mean something special to us. Where as Seth tends to be…well…a guy. He’s oblivious as to what to get me for any holiday and requests a list from me the day before he needs to produce said gift. He’s getting MUCH better, however.
We went to dinner – our thing is sushi, but we had just eaten sushi the night before, so naturally we went to Olive Garden (my personal fave) and then hit up a movie.
And as far as gifts went, well, he won’t ever tell me what to simply buy him so I’m stuck coming up with something on my own. And since I’m a mush, I went all lovey dovey. First, I got three balloons (I should've gotten four because they were supposed to represent each year we’ve spent a Vday together but I obviously had a brain fart and only got three), I wrote a memory on paper and tied a memory to each balloon. I snuck the balloons into our bedroom when he was still asleep that morning so that he’d wake up to find a few of my favorite memories of us.
He was sorely lacking some décor on his new nightstand we built so I took it into my own hands to make this scrabble-inspired art.
The significance? Seth had never, ever, ever, ever, never, never played scrabble until he met my grandmother for the first time. Scrabble was a staple in my house growing up so I was blown away when I learned Seth had never played the game before. And anytime we visit my grandmother you can bet she’s gonna break out the scrabble board. So when Seth met my Grandmother for the first time he also met scrabble. The first word he played was ‘sad.’
Yep, I took a picture of him making his first move of his first scrabble game because I’m a total sap like that.
And let’s just admit that Vday isn’t Vday unless you’ve got some chocolate consumption on the agenda. And since my man probably would wince at a heart-shaped box filled with choloclate I decided to simply buy him some of his favorite candies and write silly notes on ‘em. I also made him two little scratch-off cards instead of getting him a typical Valentine's card.
Lastly, I made this lamp shade, which may seem silly because, well, it’s a lamp shade. But I actually wrote him a love letter on it. So all that messy handwriting you see is actually a letter to him. I got the idea from, you guessed it, Pinterest. The talented gal wrote her son a letter on his lamp shade and I, being little Miss Sappy McGee, absolutely loved the idea. I also printed a copy of the letter for him also so that he could easily read it.
And what did he get me? Well, a cute little stuffed animal and a coffee mug, because he knows that I'm a coffee addict, although I have gotten much better and have significantly reduced my caffeine consumption. He also bought me loads of chocolates and hot pink roses like any awesome hubby would. And he knows that I have a totally unhealthy obsession with white ceramic animals so he got me this horsey!
Isn't he a stud? I named him Vladimir. I've never named any of my animals, instead they just end up getting called Mr-so-and-so. Example, my owl on our living room built-ins is simply called 'Mr Owl' and my stately giraffe is just 'Mr Giraffe.'
I'm just now realizing that I've got some unconscious sexism happenin' because none of my animals are 'Mrs' or 'Miss.' Anyhoo, my horse just needed a name, I mean, look at that face, how can you not name him?!
He just looks like he commands that I name him. And Vladimir just seemed to fit. Seth thinks it's weird and awkward that I named an inanimate object but think of it this way, guys name their cars - right?! I rest my case.
Last, but definitely not least is this way cool coffee mug.
Yeah no, that's not a lens to my camera, it simply looks like one, it's actually a coffee mug but I decided I needed a little greenery in our room so I'm using it as a planter.
Yeah no, that's not a lens to my camera, it simply looks like one, it's actually a coffee mug but I decided I needed a little greenery in our room so I'm using it as a planter.
Is it not the coolest thing you've ever seen? I must say, my man did goooooood. And then of course he finished things off by giving me a love note he wrote and it made me bawl my eyes out two sentences into reading it. I went in to full-blown ugly cry, people - it wasn't pretty. I had to do the super fast hand wave in front of my eyes to dry my tears so that I could continue to read. Yeah, I was a hot mess.
So there we have it, the most amazing Valentine's Day to date. I hope ya'lls went just as well. And please tell me I'm not the only one with a weird obsession! Or at least tell me that Vladimir is a fitting name for my shiny, ceramic horsey!
Much Love,
Lor
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