I don’t tend to use this blog as a platform to brag about my husband openly. Subliminally, yes. But every so often, I just can’t help but shout my praises to what a wonderful catch he has been! I mean, the simple day-to-day behaviors are typical for husbands in general, I’m sure: For example, when he throws his arms around me and verbally thanks me for taking time to unload the dishwasher. Or when he takes time to fold the laundry because I “do it too often”. Those are all typical behaviors of men, right? So, it wouldn’t be something out of the ordinary to blog about that.
But, what if your husband decided to plan something special for a date night? And built it up by saying “This night is all about you!” I knew we had tickets to see the Mormon Tabernacle Choir perform at the BYU-Idaho Conference Center that night. And I knew we were planning on eating out before the concert. But what I didn’t know was what he had “up his sleeve”, and what kept bringing a mischievous smile to his face every time he’d refer to our “special evening”. Disclaimer: this man is good with keeping secrets and surprises. What he’s NOT good at is revealing any part of the details, even when I’m to the point of pulling my hair out with guesses.
So, finally the night arrived…and so did our transportation.
Ad, looking out the window: “Uh, Mom…there’s a limo outside our house.” What in the… I look back at the hubs, with that same mischievous smile on his face. “Well, we’d better get going, then!” he says. The girls jump in, squealing and bouncing, excited to take their first ride in a limo. However, their fun came to an end when we dropped them off for the evening. The hubby scoots over closer to me, dotes on me about how beautiful I look that night, then watches my reaction as we drive by familiar homes to pick up some of our closest friends.
Apparently, he had arranged with the husbands of these friends to surprise their wives the same way he had done with me. And not only did we ride to dinner in a limousine, but everything romantic you could dream of was included: chocolate covered strawberries, Sparkling Martinelli’s, and a red rose for each of the ladies. We showed up for reservations he had made at a delicious steak house, then loaded back up in the limo for the ride to the Conference Center, where we sat and indulged in the amazing harmony of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir voices. What an amazingly romantic, uplifting, and enjoyable evening!
What I learned this night:
* Apparently, limos don’t drive down the streets of Rexburg very often (by the looks of the public’s faces)
* Keep my composure the next time I see a limo. Even though the windows are dark, it doesn’t mean the people inside can’t see you!
* My husband will always be more creative and romantic than I could ever be!