Sunday, 14 February 2016
What is romance?
My hubby had planned to take me to lunch today, but in the end he just cooked me an awesome steak, baked potato, and salad dinner and let me spend the afternoon curled up reading. I think after 12 years of marriage, that is indeed romantic.
Of course, the fact that I was reading a romance helped. And the fact that he surprised me with a lovely necklace and a box of chocolates...
But these days, although I love to read (and write) romance, I am much more interested in a quiet night in with someone else cleaning the kitchen. Does that make me old? Or do you, too, have a non-traditional view on romance?