So, MIA again! Sorry about that. I caught a good ol’ winter bug a couple of weeks ago, and unfortunately for me, it’s not bad enough to require antibiotics but bad enough to severely inconvenience us for about 12 days. There were tons of home remedies, and I now have a renewed appreciation for ginger lemon tea and Panera Bread’s broccoli cheddar soup. Thankfully, I was able to recover in time for Valentine’s day.
This year is our first ever hearts day together. Really. Seriously. I met my husband in May 2004. I got back together with him in September 2013. We got married January 2016. And he was on assignment in Japan that year during Valentine’s Day. Of course, I wasn’t even discreet with him about this day being our first. In fact, I compelled him to take me out.
“This is our first ever,” I said. “You better make up for not being here last year.”
“I will,” he said.
Monday evening, he took me to Roots Steakhouse in Summit. Quite a fancy place for our general liking, but it did not disappoint. We got the seared sesame seed tuna and Caesar salad to start. They had a pretty decent wine selection, so I settled for this Tuscan wine to match my Prime NY Strip Steak, cooked to its medium rare perfection. Husband was more adventurous, and took the 20 oz. Dry Aged Cowboy Prime Steak.
I was about to whip out my phone to take some photos but Husband stopped me. “No phones,” he said. We slipped away into our offline meal.
It was the perfect dinner, truly an explosion of flavors. Having a taste of the dry aged beef, I see now why people look after the dry ageing. It really does have a bolder taste to it, but the tenderness is still present. My strip didn’t disappoint too, as I sunk into it bite after bite. I matched mine with potato au gratin, while he had his with creamy whipped potatoes. Sorry. We can go fancy, but potatoes = life.
We tried to walk around downtown Summit, but it was frigid cold. Husband excused himself for having V-day dinner a day early; he wasn’t sure how late he’d come home the next day as they’re paying for the snow day last week, courtesy of Storm Niko. So on the drive home, I told him we’ll just catch dessert and coffee tomorrow, reminding myself to find a dessert cafe nearby.
The next day, the alarm sounds off and I turn to get up and make his breakfast.
“Five more minutes,” he pulls me back to his side.
“It’s already 6:30,” I said. He leaves for work in an hour. “I have to cook your lunch too.”
“Fine, fine,” he sighs. Then, he pulls me closer and said, “Where do you want to catch breakfast?”
“You don’t have work?”
“You don’t have work.”
“You don’t have work!”
And the rest of the day unfolded like a dream.
It really was all the years we missed bundled together in one day. He made breakfast, as I requested. Steak and eggs, since we took home the last bit of our steaks. Around lunch time, flowers, teddy and chocolates came. Then he took me out for a couples’ massage. After, we had late lunch at Inspiration Roll. On our way home, we bought our desserts and coffee, and crawled into bed early. It was the perfect celebration.
It was one of those days when it’s just unbelievable how blessed I am in this life. I look back at all the raucous and vividly disturbing things I’ve done, especially in my youth, and then I look at him sleeping next to me, and I just wonder how in the world did I get so lucky. He could have chosen to be with someone else, yet he insisted that I’m the one. It took me a while to come around, but he was persistent. I can look for all the reasons why I’m this happy, but at this very moment, I can only bend my knees and be thankful that I am.
Maybe this is something I should not get used to, considering of course we can’t always have it this good. I mean, who does right? We’re bound to have rough days ahead, really, let’s be honest. But still, I have a good feeling we’ll both work on having surprise days like these ahead.
Hope your heart is as full as mine.