the idea of romance...

I don't know why many men, ok, most men, have problems with being romantic...even occasionally. I don't know if it's that they don't know what qualifies as romantic, they never think about it, or if they just don't see the point. I know that for Bill it's probably a combination of all of these things...if only he really knew how important it was to me.

Well, Bill did something this morning that was simple...yet romantic...(he left me a note, hidden in our new ottoman...he knew I'd open it sometime today)...and it gave me that warm, fuzzy feeling. You know, the one where you know that you're loved, because someone you love went out of their way to make you feel special. To me, that's what romance is all about. It doesn't always have to be candlelight dinners and flowers (although those are always nice too!) All it takes is a little thought, a little effort, and sometimes a little imagination...but the purpose is always the same...to make your lover feel special.

Thanks, babe. You're one in a million.