Romance is an area that’s suffered lately in the Lazu residence. A series of unfortunate events—including the flu-that-refused-to-pass, several minor accidents, and a toddler being re-taught to sleep by himself—has led My Love and me to a semi-zombified state.
The few hours we got with each other were spent:
A) In flannel pajamas, surrounded by heaps of tissue paper and downing all sorts of steaming hot concoctions promising to help us breath and talk at the same time
B) Trying to pretend our hearts aren’t breaking at the sound of our son calling for us while he’s supposed to be learning to sleep in his own room like a big boy.
I’ve never been one to wear makeup inside the house, but I usually at least put some effort into making my hair look a bit less like a bird’s nest. A crying and vomiting 18-month-old barely allowed time for that, though. I even entertained the thought of wearing a hat while My Love was around, which led to the following dialog.
|Not that I looked remotely as sexy as she does, when I blew my nose!|
Me: I should wear a hat; I look like Medusa.
My Love: You look beautiful. (see why I love him?)
Me: You need to either see an optometrist or get laid more.
My Love: Get laid more, you say?
Me: Until you can inhale from your nose again, the optometrist is your only option.
Now, why am I sharing my misery with you, when I’m supposed to be making a post about Romance and not the lack of it? Because mood-killing October is finally gone, and we’re finally about to get our romance back on this weekend. We’re going to my parents’ summer place, and plan on a romantic dinner, followed by a moonlit stroll if the weather is as good as it’s been this week, or a movie if it’s not. My love has promised me flowers and a foot rub, and I’ve promised him popcorn and a lovely chocolate-y dessert (yes, nothing naughtier than that!)
It’s little injections of we-time (not to be confused with Wii-time, which I hear may kill a marriage) that help romance keep going in-between work, writing, walking and feeding doggies, cleaning up baby yuck, and other things designed to bring us down.
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