Valentines Day
So far so good, I think. Started the day by giving my wife a CD of love songs, Amore and a box of chocolate roses - plus the obligatory card of course. Not that I want to offend 75% of Long Island, but what's the attraction in a bunch of songs in Italian???
Dinner and a movie tonight. Sorry but I do have a real problem with all the restaurants that bump up their prices for the evening and then compensate by giving the wife a rose. So we're going to Outback - using a gift certificate we got at Christmas. Hope I'm not sounding cheap already. Maybe I'll quit while I'm ahead!
Valentines Day has really fallen victim to the consumer society. One of the advantages of having lived for ever is that I can look back on simpler times. When I was a teenager Valentines were always sent anonymously, so spotty adolescents would rush home from school to see how many cards had come in the mail. Then came the real detective work of trying to find out who they were from and the particularly important job of trying to decipher whether there was a Hallmark special from the person you really hoped to get one from. It was fun.
Of course the smarter ones among us kept our Christmas cards and simply compared handwriting to see who exactly was sending us romantic notes.
Oh the innocence of those days!
But I do like a good steak!
Dinner and a movie tonight. Sorry but I do have a real problem with all the restaurants that bump up their prices for the evening and then compensate by giving the wife a rose. So we're going to Outback - using a gift certificate we got at Christmas. Hope I'm not sounding cheap already. Maybe I'll quit while I'm ahead!
Valentines Day has really fallen victim to the consumer society. One of the advantages of having lived for ever is that I can look back on simpler times. When I was a teenager Valentines were always sent anonymously, so spotty adolescents would rush home from school to see how many cards had come in the mail. Then came the real detective work of trying to find out who they were from and the particularly important job of trying to decipher whether there was a Hallmark special from the person you really hoped to get one from. It was fun.
Of course the smarter ones among us kept our Christmas cards and simply compared handwriting to see who exactly was sending us romantic notes.
Oh the innocence of those days!
But I do like a good steak!
posted by Roger Blackmore | 3:47 PM
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