September 30th, 2007
I’m sorry
My husband doesn’t understand women. He may think he does, but he really doesn’t. He has this problem with not doing home stuff when I ask because he’s too busy watching tv or talking on the phone with his buddies. I do have to say that when he realizes he’s been an idiot, he will do something that makes me realize he really knows how to romance me. I think when we get to Germany, he’s going to buy me a flower. But, he doesn’t just stick with flowers when he is trying to tell me he loves me or that he’s sorry. He does the little things that put a smile on my face. He’ll come home with my favorite candy or he’ll take me to my favorite restaurant when I least expect it. I guess because he doesn’t give me flowers all the time, that is what makes me like them so much when he does.