This has to be the most memorable Valentine's day to date for me.  Ever.  Hands down.  The day started out routine enough, with me getting a late start on the morning, breakfast finishing after 9 a.m.  My dh called to see how things were going, checking in with oldest dd to see, I presumed, how her attitude was and if she was doing what was required of her today.

Just as we were sitting down to school routine the doorbell rang.  I reluctantly rose, sort of hoping whoever it was would be gone by the time I got there.  (We get a great many door-to-door sales for some reason.)  A quick peek out the front window revealed a van (so they were still here).  When I opened the door, what to my wondering eyes should be revealed?  Four, flashy dressed men with mischievous grins.

It was a quartet from the Boise Valley Chordsmen!  A kindly man handed me a rose, then asked, "Would you like us to sing outside or come in?"  I was in utter shock, as I invited them in!  What is going on?  As they filed in and arranged themselves, I asked my children, "Did you know about this?"  All I received back was great big grins!  They sang two wonderful and heart-touching (my son's term for things that make me cry) songs.

Wow!  What a man is the one I call my own!  I will never forget this Valentine's day.  I dabbed tears of affection for my dear, hard-working, ever long-suffering husband, as the four filed out the door wishing me a Happy Valentine's day. 

 I wished I had not had on my working-about-the-house clothes!