So my husband says to me...

Last week I am telling him about how one of my co-workers got these beautiful flowers at work (no hints right, purely just sharing) and he says to me...
"You know you aren't getting those right?"
"Yes. I know"
Trust me I did know. Avery is very romantic at heart... I have proof in 18 months worth of love letters (which I never hold over his head) but... he is also quite the engineer. Very logical and calculated. Just because it is a want, does not mean it is a need. Flowers, a want, not a neeed. Shoes, a want, not a need. Affection, a want not a need.
Then, get this, he says, "I already got your present."
WHAT!!! Again see paragraph above to fully comprehend my flabbergast-ness.
"But I didn't get you anything," now I am at a loss, we usually do not do gifts.
"You don't need to. Valentines day is just for women."
"But...but... ummm..." racking my brain for anything he would want, "Oh I have an idea for your present."
"Okay, Jenn," no emotion.
"And it involves lace," as I smile and blush simultaneously (it is a gift.) Did I mention how much I like to dress up?
"Okay, Jenn." Deadpan. Could have fooled me about being a romantic.


Saturday night, Apollo (the dog) carries a little box in his mouth by the cute white bow (name that commercial.) As Avery carries roses in and sets them on the ottoman.
"Happy Valentines Day. I love you very much."

Then picks up the laptop he left on the couch and starts reading about alcohol content again (him and my dad have this 'project' to make fuel.)
Who cares?! I am grinning and find a beautiful pearl ring to match my pearl necklace Ave bought for his future wife on his mission in the Phillippines (I got that for my birthday a month before we got married.) This lady here in Lehi buys the same pearls from the same ladies in the Phillippines and sells them trying to help better their lives. It is a very sweet story. And now I have an adorable ring to match. Not only do I love my pearl collection, but also their back story and origins. And he got me another piece. How cute is that!
Mostly I could not believe he planned ahead. He thought about it! About what he wanted to get me. Found it, bought it, wrapped it. Wow! This is the kind of romance this boy is capable of. This is when he takes my breath away and brings tears to my eyes. I do not mean to brag, but he is lovely. I definitely believe this statement with all my heart.

It's the thought that counts.