Your LL Bean Boyfriend

“Let’s get the canoe out and take a picnic to the island,” Peter said. 

“I just refinished the dining room table,” Peter said. “What do you think of the new color?”

“I don’t need anything for Valentine’s Day because I have you,” Peter whispered. 

“Hey, I heard about this Boyz II Men rock cover-band playing tomorrow night,” Peter said over dinner. “Wanna go?”

“I saw an owl this morning when I was walking to the mailbox,” Peter said. “It was so majestic.” 

Peter considered his mug of coffee, and put it on the table. “We’ve always wanted to go to the Grand Canyon,” he said. “Why don’t we make a road trip out there this summer?”

To escape the freezing dread of January, Peter and I took a trip to Costa Rica to volunteer at a sloth sanctuary. “I couldn’t imagine a cuter vacation,” he said. 

“Let’s take a portaging trip this summer,” Peter said over coffee. “It’ll be a fun adventure.”

“I heard about this great new Somali restaurant on Forest Ave,” said Peter. “Let’s go tomorrow night after work.”

Peter and I kicked off our boots and stumbled into the kitchen, soaked through from the surprise downpour, dripping all over the tiles and laughing like maniacs. I slipped on the slick floor and landed on my back, momentarily surprised, but still in the middle of hysterical laughter. Once Peter realized I was alright he said, barely able to keep a straight face, “Dear, can I get you anything? A glass of water? Some Crisco? A moist towellete? Or would you prefer a Shamwow?”