My husband and I have been together for almost 24 years (we started dating in November 1990 and were married in the summer of 1994). Even after so many years, we spend a lot of time together. We travel, we go on dates, we eat dinner together every night, we laugh, he still brings me flowers, he still brings me random treats because I might like them, and on and on. He's a great guy who lets me just be myself and follow my own dreams. He also understands my horse thing and supports it where he can.
I am not a very impulsive person, okay, I am not impulsive at all, but I really wanted to do something fun and spontaneous for him for Valentine's Day. So about mid-week, I told Hubby that we had to pick up his gift very early on Saturday morning. By Friday night, I was bursting with excitement. Mostly because I had kept a secret, and I knew his gift was going to be a big surprise!
We loaded up bottles of water and the dog, and headed out on the hour drive to his "retrieve" his gift. My husband is pretty smart though, and with no hints from me, guessed where we were going. I was taking him skydiving!
With only an hour's worth of notice, Hubby suited up, went through a brief training, and did a tandem skydive from over 10,000 feet [post-publish edit]!
Lelo, hubby's instructor, shot the photos and video.