One day I decided I wanted to plan a romantic dinner for my wife and myself. So the first thing I had to do was find a way to get her out of the house. First thing you need to understand is my wife doesn’t drive not that she doesn’t know how. We only have one car since I totaled hers a while ago, but that is a story for another time. The car we have is a 5 speed manual shift and she can drive a stick.
So when I want to do something romantic I have to have someone help me out. We have this friend who is a great friend and always tries to help us out. She is one of those friends everyone should have. So me and this friend we will call Emily (because that is her name) start emailing each other trying to set up the plan. We finally get the details of day and time worked out so she calls Angela and tells her that she wants to pick her up go for a walk with the dog. Angela agrees. Emily is going to pick Angela up around 4:30 on Friday.
On Wednesday Angela and I go to the grocery store and I am buying the ingredients I need. I buy some ground beef, spaghetti noodles, Italian bread, spaghetti sauce and so on. So we take the groceries home and put them away. She has no clue what is planned which is just the way I wanted it, she thought were just going to have spaghetti on night.
Friday comes around and I get home from work and Angela is at home, she doesn’t work on Fridays. She “REMINDS” me Emily is coming over and they are going to go out for a bit. I wine a little bit and ask her what I am supposed to do while she is gone.
Emily arrives. She and Angela leave heading for the park.
It is on now time to cook. I wait a couple of minutes to make sure they didn’t forget anything. Then I start getting everything out. I start cooking, while also preparing the table and all. We got new dishes for a wedding gift, so I get them out and wash them. I put a table cloth on the Kitchen table get some candles out, and set the table. Let’s just say it look NICE!
I get the salad going cutting up veggies, put them in bowls and place them in the fridge until it is time. I finish the spaghetti. Now all I need is for Angela to be there. So I send Emily a message saying I am ready.
When Angela arrives she walks in and says “You’re not getting lucky.” Then she noticed the dinner I made for her. I walked her to the table and she sat down.
“How did you know when Emily was going to bring me home?” and “How did you know Emily wasn’t going to come in the house with me?”
I told her Emily was in on it, but it took awhile for her to grasp what I was saying. I think I surprised her that much. I then started serving the meal. It tasted really good. We ate and talked and just had a really good time. I love doing little things like this for her. I love attempting to spoil her because she deserves it.
She told me about the funny things Emily was saying while they were out. She said Emily kept saying things like “Are you hungry? I’m not I already ate.” Then she asked if she would like to go to the book store Angela was like yeah so they took the dog home and then Emily was like I am tired I am just going to take you home, because she got my text.
I tried this again a couple of weeks later, with different food. It didn’t turn out as surprising to her. I think she knew the whole time what was going on. Now she is looking for the flaws in the stories. I am going to have to find a new way to surprise her.