Well I scored a major coup this weekend. We went to a benefit auction and I bid ( and won ) on a 3 day 2 night get away. My wife was soooo happy that I would do such a thing, to her it was a clear demonstration that I wanted to spend time alone with her. Actually she got alot of mileage out of the fact that we were sitting at a table with some very good friends and she was the point of envy. I didn't spend that much more than if I would have just booked the weekend, but its not about the money, it was the "thought" that counted. There is a book the title escapes me, but it is along the lines of "Love Language" It talks to the point that each person experiences love in different expressions. For my wife its all about spending time and talking, for me its a hot meal and the little mundane routine things of life.