tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018527067731142105.post1514607880976983188..comments2010-02-16T20:21:49.481-08:00Pens Fataleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04661359649238278643noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018527067731142105.post-86979460682069162592010-02-16T20:21:49.481-08:002010-02-16T20:21:49.481-08:00Lisa, this post is so beautiful. I got all teary reading it, cause I totally agree. Love is an action not a feeling. There&#39;s this line from the movie The Last Kiss (the movie is only ok, but the line is brilliant) though you&#39;ll have to pardon the cursing.<br /><br />&quot;Stop talking about love. Every a**hole in the world says he loves somebody. It means nothing. It still doesn&#39;t mean anything. What you feel only matters to you. It&#39;s what you do to the people you say you love, that&#39;s what matters. It&#39;s the only thing that counts. &quot;Adrienne Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18427379553544191430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018527067731142105.post-31863710811578965352010-02-16T11:21:03.327-08:002010-02-16T11:21:03.327-08:00My buddies at work are constantly gagging because when they ask me &quot;what&#39;s new?&quot;, a lot of the time, I tell them about the latest loving/romantic thing I&#39;ve dreamed up to do for my adorable wife. To me the whole point of being in a love relationship is to keep feeding those romantic flames with flowers, or text messages, or a day at the spa away from the kids and managerial duties, on very regular basis. <br /><br />Valentine&#39;s day is nice for love and romance but a random Thursday is even better. :^)Tom Neelyhttp://mp3unsigned.com/showmp3.asp?mp3ID=60632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018527067731142105.post-78442787505254008452010-02-16T10:47:37.485-08:002010-02-16T10:47:37.485-08:00I&#39;ve gotten a few emails today from people worried about me, so i&#39;ll clarify. My grandparents, both sets, had beautiful relationships. my grandfather cared for my grandmother for years thru every stage of dementia. my other grandpa was the most patient man on the planet. he would bring a book to whatever store my grandma was patronizing and just plop down and read until she was done (which took a really, really long time) :) it&#39;s those every day things that are romantic to me, although I certainly don&#39;t tell my husband to get rid of them if he brings me flowers on valentine&#39;s day :) :)Lisa Hugheyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467655218242887802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018527067731142105.post-43936948666958997312010-02-16T09:51:43.608-08:002010-02-16T09:51:43.608-08:00Camille-<br />it was so nice to see you too. He will be fine. I just am a worrier :) And of course because I have an active imagination, I can come up with all sorts of worst case scenarios. :)Lisa Hugheyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467655218242887802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018527067731142105.post-61128890429150329232010-02-16T08:32:24.405-08:002010-02-16T08:32:24.405-08:00Lisa, it was nice to see you at RWA on Saturday. I&#39;m so sorry to hear about your husband. I hope things will get better.camille@minichino.comhttp://www.minichino.comnoreply@blogger.com