What? This isn't February?
How time flies. Okay, so I'm a little late. My intentions in February were noble. I KNOW I had an idea in February. I probably sat down at the computer, heard the dryer buzzer, and the rest is self
explanatory-------senior moments.
Back to Valentine Day. We all remember the anticipation. We were all conditioned by the age of 6 to get really excited about this day, forming unrealistic expectations from the get-go.
How many years of our lives are spent wondering what kind of flowers you'll get, will there be chocolates, what special thing can I do for my significant other? When the day arrives, you may have thoughts you aren't proud of-----------he spent too much on a bunch of wilted greenery------what happened to that silver bracelet I talked about incessantly for the entire month of January?---------he really hates the potted cactus I got him-------what's so special about dinner at Furr's Cafeteria?
After 41 years of marriage, I think we may have matured a little. This last Valentine Day was the most perfect one of all.
I received a heart shaped rock found on one of our walks along Cibolo Creek. PERFECT! I view that rock as one of my most cherished objects.
I baked a perfect mincemeat pie for my guy.
The pie is usually a Christmastime treat. It didn't make the menu due to dessert overload. So, it was a nice surprise to receive on Valentine Day.
He loved it.
Less can be better!
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