What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Thursday, July 16, 2009

I could've danced all night



No birthdays or anniversaries to celebrate, just happiness. Happiness, to me, is reason enough to celebrate.

My in-laws asked to take the older children for the day and I decided it was high time for Mattie and I to have a date. Interestingly, advice from couples with many children and happy marriages always seems to be "Make time for yourselves." "Go out once a week." "Nurture your relationship with your spouse." And this advice, while lovely-never seems to play out in our lives, as much as I WISH it would. But a child-free dinner seemed the perfect time to make it a special one! Only problem? Didn't have money enough to go out. *Sigh* Sometimes this cash-based system is tiresome.

I rolled up the silver change and got us a reduced-for-quick-sale steak and fresh Italian bread. I made a strawberry spinach (from our garden!) salad, baked potatoes, and for a SPECIAL treat, fried a homemade onion blossom for an appetizer. We had makeshift mixed drinks.

I gathered wildflowers for the vase, brought out the oil lamp so wind couldn't hinder, and threw a lace tablecloth on the normally bare patio table. Of course, I used our best china (even BREAD plates!), cloth napkins and monogrammed water glasses.

When dinner was ready, I ran upstairs and changed into a dress and heels. I put earrings in (and it wasn't a SUNDAY!). I spritzed on some perfume...something that is only ever spritzed on special occasions.

Our wedding music cd danced in the air and we sat, talking (uninterrupted!) until well past sundown. The kids returned and we visited for awhile then tucked them in with kisses and returned to our patio-turned-dance floor because we didn't want the date to end. There...we danced. And laughed. (We need dance lessons!)



It was a grand night.

I didn't even mind doing the dishes (and remember, there were bread plates!)

Sure I had to cook and do the dishes so it wasn't a night off for me like going out to eat would have been, but you know what? That night, it was more about showing Matt I loved him than it was about me getting a night off. It was about putting him first...and us. About making effort....for US.

It was well worth the effort...and the $7.00
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