AS LONG AS YOU’RE GOING…..

            I love to share stories of romantic moments  .  They can be very fleeting sometimes.  Or they can be very emotional and develop over a long and sentimental conversation.  They can be the most spontaneous or the most “thought out” moments. 

            My romantic moment of the day came this evening.   It came in the middle of the week….a Wednesday.  Normally, we save our “romantic date” for the weekend when we can both relax and enjoy a care free evening with no looming work appointments or obligations.   But, as it may, our moment came early this week.

            Mud Flap had come home from work after having “meetings” with fellow colleagues.  This meant that a few libations had been shared after leaving the office and before coming home.  This was not unusual and I had dinner waiting for him when he came home.  He was in a very celebratory mood and shared and shared and shared the events of the day.   The mood was one of great relief to have so many pending items “off the list of worries” and for that, I was delighted. 

            One story led to another and that lead to yet one more.  Dinner ran a little late….because one must “unwind” and enjoy that Dewar’s before sitting down to dinner…… So, dinner was a real dénouement to the evening so to speak.  After cleaning up the dishes, Mud Flap looked up at me and said, “Honey, do you want a blizzard?”  (This is the dessert of choice for so much of the time…we do live very close to a DQ and they do make wonderful Heath Bar/Oreo/Butterfinger Blizzards).  Since I had long since finished any thought of dining as it was almost my bed time (Prom Queens really do need their beauty sleep!)  I declined on the offer of a blizzard.  “Well, would you drive with me?  I’d love to spend some more time with you!”  

            How sweet you might say.  I thought so too.  And, being somewhat responsible, I replied, “Well, I’d love to.   I’ll drive so that you can relax and we can visit! “ (and the scotch in your hand won’t spill out!)  

            After a brief pause, he responded, “Well, if you’re driving, would you just mind going and getting me one and I’ll wait here for you?” 

            Now if that doesn’t spell romance, I don’t know what does!