Advertisers know how the romance game works: A woman wants to feel beautiful, appreciated and loved, but she must never tell her man how he should accomplish this feat. He is supposed to just know. If she has to tell him what she wants, then it doesn't really count. Men, for their part, listen to advertisers and buy romantic stuff in hopes of not blowing it. The romance game is a little like tic-tac-toe: When you are young, it's challenging, and somebody usually wins. As you grow older and wiser, the game always ends in a stand-off. He wants to make her happy, but she won't tell him how because that would ruin the game.
I'm not bitter about this, just realistic. In reality, romance and true love are linked, but they are not the same thing. Yes, I love to be appreciated and wooed. If I could compare our marriage to food, our love would be a really good plate of delicious, tender roast beef and creamy mashed potatoes with lovely grilled veggies on the side. Our love is healthy, nourishing, delicious and substantial. Every now and then, I get romance, which is like rich brown gravy poured generously over the whole meal then smothered in savory slices of sauteed garlic. I love it! However, the gravy and garlic wouldn't be that great served on a plate all by themselves. They make a meal that's already good even more delicious. Continuing with this analogy, why should the gravy be less appreciated, if I placed my order for it?
To be fair ladies, don't be afraid to ask for what you want. And you, dear gentlemen, listen and respond. Pour on the gravy, and throw in some chocolate covered strawberries for dessert.
P.S. If my husband is reading this, go back to the first paragraph. You've been put on notice.
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