In the hustle and bustle of every day, it's hard to remember your S.O. sometimes, or that matter, for them to remember you. I remember hearing from my mother that love is like a little plant that needs to be watered to grow, but damn if that isn't hard to remember when you've got one eye on the rent and both hands busy making dinner. Before you know it, months and maybe even years have passed.
What I'm curious to know is, do any of you feel like you're riding on the coattails of one supremely romantic, thoughtful moment, like you did one great thing years ago that you can always fall back on, or have you managed that delicate balance between humdrum everyday business without interrupting the flow of your pimp-juice? What was the single best thing you've done for a signifcant other, or them for you that's kept things going despite the inevitable lows?