When Valentines Roamed the Earth
Well, another Valentine’s Day has come and gone, and per the norm, we celebrated at my house with all due pomp. That is to say, we did nothing unusual. Dairy Queen for lunch, toast for dinner, then sat up watching hockey until the bewitching hour of nearly 8 p.m.
Fortunately, my wife is one of those women who doesn’t put a lot of stock in the alleged holiday. I wish my girlfriend felt the same way. My wife told me, “I have all I need, the love of a good man.” I’d like to meet him one day and shake his hand.
She did get me a power drill. The tool, not the euphemism. Of course, she didn’t know she got it for me until I told her about it. She’s thoughtful that way.
She’s got a birthday coming up in a few weeks, and I imagine it’ll go pretty much the same way as Valentine’s Day. I’ll offer to wear my birthday suit for her. She’ll tell me there’s a hockey game on TV. We’ll both go to bed happy.
Things any different at your house?