A second reading of Tuesday’s post on romance prompted my wife to elaborate. It wasn’t just the hours we spent walking in the woods, eating dinner at a new restaurant, and watching a movie that put her in a romantic mood, she contends.
“You went grocery shopping with me and participated in buying things instead of reading motorcycle magazines at the store’s magazine rack. And at the video store, we picked out movies together. Usually, you wander around on your own and only get involved when it comes to weeding out my choices.”
Oh.
See, I’m a thoughtful guy.