I took the Mrs. out for dinner Saturday to a romantic little bistro. It was preceded by an idyllic little afternoon walk in the snow. It was a head start on Valentine's day. I said to her, "Gee, I think the last time we were here the restaurant had a different name and we sat over there". "No" she said "it was over there and it was for Valentine's day." "Wow" I said "I'm so good to you...at least once a year."
But now it seems I may be romantic throughout the year, if I'm to believe what the vast majority of men think is romantic.
Me and Mrs D - in my mind.
A recent survey conducted by the firm Sainsbury's found the majority of men thought some very interesting activities constituted romance. Here are the top 10 and a comparison of how I've done:
Doing the ironing - ironing? What's that?
Doing the dishes - every day. After all it's the least I can do after she's paid for the take out.
Putting the garbage out - I'll put it in the bin during the week, but I let her bring the bins to the curb once a week because I know how much she likes to do that.
Doing the vacuuming - absolutely, when asked, sometimes.
Cleaning up after myself - well, yeah. The bathroom's a man's domain and I'm not that far gone yet.
Not farting in bed - how would I know. I'm asleep.
Agreeing to watching a chick flick - I don't mind the odd wildlife picture.
Offering to make a cup of tea - tea's a chick (different chick) thing.
Letting her watch what she wants on TV - oh, absolutely. That's why we have a second TV in the basement that she can watch anytime.
Putting a load of washing on - I've offered but ever since I shrunk half her sweaters and put my red socks in with her white blouse, I've been banned. (Good strategy, eh?)
It didn't make the Top 10 but another thing men think is romantic is putting down the toilet seat. This I excel at. It's been something ingrained in me ever since someone I know fell into the toilet bowl in the middle of the night.
Happy Valentine's Day, honey. I put down the toilet seat. I love you.