Matt Townsend Date Night Giveaway

Listen, you know I am pretty passionate about the whole making marriages better thing. From transparency my marriage has faced to encouraging everyone to just show a little tenderness, I do what I can. Here is the thing, I'm not an expert and once in awhile, no matter how good our marriages are, we can all use the happy advice of an expert.

Enter Dr. Matt Townsend, relationship expert extraordinaire.

I get to be a guest on his Sirius XM radio show every week and in the months I've worked with him, I've learned some important things about Matt. He has a way of talking about serious things in a way that makes you double over laughing, he truly cares about the people he helps and he is creative in his very applicable solutions and suggestions. Just last month he hosted a group of married people on a cruise through the Caribbean. He gave presentations and worked with each couple personally. It was a fantastic experience for everyone and let's just say that by the end of the cruise the bloom was back on all those roses.

This Friday is hosting a Valentine's Date Night. A brand new segment in his Date Night series, Friday's event will be all about keeping the magic alive in your marriage. With advice and ideas based on his latest research, Matt will have the crowd thinking, laughing and then (probably) pulling over to make out in the car their way home. This is the perfect Valentine's Day gift. It's time to put the bloom back on the rose and I am hap-hap-happy to make it happen for one lucky couple for free. (Yes, free!)

Afraid you won't win or want to cement those Valentine's plans RIGHT NOW? With the coupon code, Meg, you'll get 50% off per couple! That takes the price of a couple's ticket from $50 to $25! Amazing! And probably the cheapest, best Valentine's gift you ever did give.

Want to enter the giveaway? Do so below! Giveaway ends Thursday at midnight!

Simply enter in the rafflecopter below.

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Hey, how are you? (Really, I want to know.)

The man and me. Photo and styling by Lindsey Shores. 

Sometimes I wish you and I could sit across from each other and say,

“Hey. How are you doing? How are things going? Anything excited, sad, needed or wanted?”

And then we would talk about it all over a cheese plate and limonatas. Driving home you and I would feel refreshed, understood and ready for the next day.

It would be really, really nice.

Can we just pretend you asked and that there is bread and balsamic vinegar and oil and our elbows on the table?

I am doing pretty darn well. The last few weeks were hard. There wasn’t a reason, really. Just fear and fatigue and the can’t do it even if I trieds. Stupid, really. And on the other side I can see that. But when you are in it, those mean reds, those blues that yell, it is hard to remember there is another side. Funny how everything on the other side is completely the same, except for the way you feel.

I dyed my hair red. Zuzu says it makes my eyes LOOK THIS MUCH BIGGER, MOM! It may, but it has also stained my pillow an unsettling diluted blood pink. Worth the trade off so far, I think.

Exciting things? I am writing a novel. A real book. One with pages and chapters and words that came from me. It may not be any good, but it will be mine. And right now, that is enough. (Kind of sounds like I am talking about a wayward child, which is not so far off.)

Breathe. I can do it. (Or maybe not. But I am going to try.)

Also, starting today I am going to be a weekly guest on The Matt Townsend Show every Tuesday at 4:30 on Sirius XM Channel 143. (You can also stream it here.)  I am delighted. And nervous. And so afraid of dry mouth I am on the 153 ounces of daily water intake plan. Listen in and send good thoughts my way, won’t you?

There are so few things that I need right now. I realize that statement puts me in the tiniest minority of people throughout world history. I know it isn’t fair. I know it means that there is so much I must give. I know it may change.

I know.

What do I want? More of this. More sticky baby fingers around my neck, more writing, more bacon, more hope and reaching and stars that are never touched, more dancing in the rain, more time with my parents, more books, more worlds to fall into and woods to emerge from, more husband with a bow tie and eyes that see me. More of yesterday piled into all my tomorrows.

Please.

Now, you. How are you? Tell me all about it and take your time. So what if it is late and the cheese is eaten and the balsamic sopped. I will just waive the waiter over and order dessert.

There's no rush.