Sealed With A Kiss

I've never really been too into Valentine's Day. I guess it is nice to do something sweet for your loved ones on a special Hallmark day, but my thought is, why save it up for just one day when you can spread it over the whole year?

But that being said, I also have never really had a bad or lacking Valentine's Day. In school, the day was always marked with candy and cards. High school might have brought a flower or two. And then college I honestly don't remember, but I am sure we rang in the holiday with a party or two. And then the hubs cam along. So yeah, they always seemed to be pleasant enough, or at least not a total let down. 

The hubs and I try, at the very least, to go out to eat at a favorite spot for most of our special dates (birthdays, anniversaries, so on). Since we like to take advantage of having an excuse to go out, Valentine's Day is usually celebrated with a nice dinner as well.

Good food, wine and perfect company; what more could I ask for?? Nothing really tops that....well, except for maybe the time the hubs got kissed by a man on Valentine's Day. Best. Valentine's. Ever.

A few years ago, the two of us were enjoying a very delicious dinner at our favorite spot in the previous German town we lived in. It was such a romantic place with intimate seating, quiet corners and candle light. Waaaay to romantic for us knuckleheads, but we were there for the Michelin Rated food. 

Get the theme of kissing yet?

 When we were seated at the restaurant, I remember the table next to us was already finished with their meals and they were already downing after-dinner cocktails. Now, anyone who has ever had dinner in Europe knows that it is never a quick in and out kind of deal. The Europeans enjoy taking their time serving and allow you to really experience the whole evening. I love it this way, it makes it so much more special.

So this Valentine's Day, we nibbled (who am I kidding, gobbled) our way through dinner, sipped through carafes of wine and around 3 hours later were feeling full and happy. That's when the table next to us started chatting it up. We have never lived in a really big German city, so anytime someone hears us talking English they always stare want to know where we are from. I was still fairly new at German, and wanted to practice, so the hubs and I carried on small talk with this nice gentleman and his, count them, 2 cougar dates. 

Aw, we are so cute it is making me sick

And boy oh boy were they hammered. Think about it, they had been sitting there for over 3 hours, just drinking. But they were really nice, and really funny. Kept asking what our astrological signs were and saying we were a good match. Haha, thanks.

Another hour passed and we decided that we had made the staff wait on us long enough. Besides, there was no way we were driving anywhere and the last train was coming soon. So, we get up from the table to say our goodbyes to our new found German friends (the hubs doesn't always like that I make new 'friends' everywhere, but this time didn't seem to mind).

The man stands up to shake my hand and goes in for the double cheek European kiss. Something that I am still really awkward at to this day. Then he shakes the hubs' hand and also goes in for the double cheek European kiss. The hubs is secure with his sexuality. He's ok with that...although I am sure the wine didn't hurt.

One kiss on the left cheek, one on the right. And then, wouldn't ya know, the man goes in for the real deal. Yep, planted a big ol' smoochero on the hubs' lips. Everyone is dying laughing, and thank goodness the hubs has a good sense of humor. The man was obviously drunk and just doing it as a joke (something I can tell you would NEVER fly in Texas). 

Yes! Best picture ever. Getting a kiss from a Beluga Whale

It still brings us to tears telling the story, and I have to say, it was probably my best Valentine's Day ever. And definitely one that we will never forget :)

Hope everyone doesn't have too bad of Valentine's Day hangover today. Anything crazy happen to ya'll?!