Today is Valentine's Day. (Please, Gentlemen, tell me you remembered). We all hafta talk about Love. I can do that, I'm a HOPELESS Romantic.
I'm going to tell you how I fell in Love with the Lovely Missus P&R Fan.
Before I met her I had a VERY active dating life. We had been going out for a few months and it was getting serious. I knew when you said those three little words it changed everything, and I wanted to be sure. I had made myself a promise: I was not gonna say that to her until I was 100% sure. And then I was gonna wait at least a week, to be REALLY sure. Now, unbeknownst to me, she had already said it to me...in Spanish. I don't speak Spanish. About this same time I had told her after coffee my favorite beverage is A&W Root Beer. But that the only way to properly consume it is in a frosted mug. Shortly after that I went to pick her up for a date. She led me to the refrigerator, opened it and pulled out a 2 liter bottle of A&W Root Beer. I thought "awww, that's sweet". But then she got a gleam in her eye, opened the freezer and pulled out a mug she had frosted, just for me. Stood there with mug in one hand, bottle in the other and a "whatta ya think of THAT, big boy?" look on her face.
I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and somethin;' happened to me that NEVER happens to me.....I didn't know what to say. But somethin' else happened right then: I fell madly, passionately in love with her. I figured any Woman who would do that, for me, is a KEEPER.
I kept my promise to myself, I didn't tell her for a week. She cried when I did. It was very romantic.

As I look back on that, about 27 and 1/2 years ago, I can say I really did love her. Can I say, now, after over 25 years of marriage that I love her that much today? Honestly, no, I don't.
I love her a WHOLE lot more....but just a little bit less than I will tomorrow.

Told ya I was a romantic.
Jim

1) Good for you.
2) For those not so lucky, there is now a dating service advertising on TV late night, for people looking for discrete temporary spousal unit substitutes. Better living through technology.

My wife NEVER cooks for me, our house smells like a crime scene, she hardly ever talks to me ( she is on the phone A LOT!!!!)but she cleans OUR guns...SHE'S A KEEPER!!!

Talk about cooking...waiting for next month?

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Memory of Randy Freas-Rimfired

I met my wife online. Never having met in person, I asked her to marry me on the fourth day of knowing each other. My friend bet me a hundred dollars to do it. She said yes. I never got my hundred.

We have been married eight years and have five children.

I like doing the romantic/mushy stuff for my wife. She calls e a HOPEFUL romantic! Ivan

I think it says something about me that Root Beer is the reason I fell in love.
Who says guys aren't deep?
Jim

Don't you know that you're just a sucker?:
Valentines day.... poor suckers!

I wrote on another thread about how me and mizzus smiff got together about 44 years ago with no sign of stopping.

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"He was kinda funny lookin'"

What Channel is that on!

Dude....you need a second hobby!!!!

Or maybe a TV in the bedroom...

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NICK-SWCA-NRA BENEFACTOR LIFE

People ask me if it was love at first sight for my wife and I. I tell them that it was more like relief. When I met her it was, "It's about damn time."

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Keep on Chooglin'

You know, scientists have discovered what causes pregnancy. All the bunnies back in their hutches!

I got it right on the third try, after two painful failures. We were, from the start, great, great friends. We laughed a lot. She had a wicked sense of humor for someone who looked so ladylike.

We dated but didn't live together for three and a half years. From time to time I'd say, "I don't suppose you want to get married, do you?" She'd say, "No, why screw it up?"

One Halloween night I said. "Don't suppose you want to get married do you?" And she said, "Yes." Whereupon I said, "Holy ****!" Then we talked about it and decided it was okay, that we would do it because we wanted to, not because we needed each other. And we got married.

Four days before our ninth wedding anniversary she died of leukemia. We had grieved together when we knew the end was approaching. There were no loose ends left untied. And I will always regard the years we shared as the happiest time of my life.

She was the love of my life. No one else has come close in the nineteen years since she died. I wouldn't take anything in the world for my time with my beloved Carol.

Well, you said you were going to get mushy.

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Oh well, what the hell.