Eighteen. 18!  Sweet, sweet 18!  That’s how many years Dan Hott has been my Valentine. Eighteen Valentine's Days ago, he managed to steal my heart in a green checkered shirt and a walk along the Potomac River.  Who knew a BLT at Ruby Tuesdays would find us here down the road.  Hummmm,….  I guess God knew what He was doing.  Whether our first Valentine’s Day, 15th Anniversary, or my 46th birthday, excuse me, can I tell you something?  My heart will still do a flip-flop when I see Dan Hott enter a room. Which makes me wonder:  does Dan’s heart flip over for me too?  Does that big ‘ole heart of his go skippin’ around when he sees me?  Does his heart race when I enter a room?  Well, I know his eyeballs roll around a bit.  That’s usually when I come in talking about a topic that I am certain will shatter the earth and change the world.  Needless to say, he typically rolls his eyes at me. ;-)  But, after 18 Valentine's, what is my husband’s heart doing? Husbands.  Isn’t it hard to … [Read more...]