Is my life full of romance like what I write about in my books?
Not just no, but “No!”
I will say though, my husband does try. For example:
- Last week, for the fourth time in our seven-year marriage, he bought me a bouquet of flowers. Granted, he paid for a dozen roses and there were only ten in the bouquet, but I loved them anyway.
- Three weeks ago, I went to a wedding, and when I came home my husband was on the computer. This was odd. He’s not much for technology. I asked what he’s doing. His response? “I’m ordering you Zumba, dear. Won’t that be fun?” (For you perhaps, you’re hoping you’ll get to sit down and watch me shake my backside. But I got news for you…)
- “Hey, I just had the perfect idea for your next book!”
He nods while a huge grin splits his face. “One that I’m fairly certain hasn’t been written yet.”
Lifts eyebrows. “Yes?”
“An Eskimo vampire who gives up his life in Alaska to be a llama farmer in the plains.”
Blinks rapidly. “What???”
“You know, he’s a vampire, but he starts out as an Eskimo up in Alaska building kayaks–don’t worry, I’ll help you write the part of the book where he’s actually building the boat–then he decides he should look for a bride by moving to the plains where he buys a llama farm.”
“Uh, okay.” What a weirdo I married!
- “Come sit by me, sweetheart, and keep me warm.” (No further comment needed.)
- “Wow, we’ve been married for seven years, I cannot believe you’ve put up with me this long.” (Truthfully, I can’t, either. LOL)
- “Which movie do you want to watch? Anaconda or Happy Gilmore?”(Oh my! With two such wonderful options I don’t know which to choose…)
- Hold my hand in public.
- Lift the armrest between the seats at movies, and wraps his arm around me.
- “Research” with me. Such as, he got up at midnight and sat outside with me in the cold until 3am (just to get up two hours later for work) to watch the lunar eclipse.
- He also played croquet with me–and helped me *wink, wink*
- Took me fishing, and helped me catch a fish by draping his arms over me.