I didn't expect anything.
I sure as heck didn't have anything to give--other than shredded BBQ pork sandwiches and macaroni & cheese at suppertime.
We've routinely ignored Valentine's Day for years.
You can imagine my reaction when Mr. D showed up at home midafternoon with a gift for me.
I was floored.
He'd told his co-workers his plan and they disapproved.
Get her a Pandora bracelet! they urged him.
But Mr. D knows me.
He argued that this would be the perfect gift.
No! That's not a romantic gift! Admit it--that's more a gift for you than it is for her...
He held his ground and ignored their advice.
He nailed it.
I'm not sure what tickled me more, the perfection of his gift or the surprise of it.
I'm a Bond girl--with a side of really good chocolates.
Thank you, Big Daddy.