So, it’s Valentine’s Day. We’ll work our way out of this winter yet.
But today we pause for a little romance. At least that’s what we’ve been
told over and over, especially by the women in our lives. Being a guy
who is romantic every day, it’s hard for me to step up my game for an
artificially created Day of Romance. Especially since I played my trump
card last Feb. 14. That was the day I proposed to my wife. That is going
to be tough to top this year!
A little background: The lady I
proposed to last year had also been my high school girlfriend. After
dinner we went to see a concert at a well-known local performing arts
center featuring a singer who was at his most famous when the two of us
were a couple. In the parking lot, I proposed using my high school class
ring (which kept me from the chore of picking out an engagement ring on
my own). She said “yes,” and the rest is history.
year, both my wife and I were among the sensible who took note of Feb.
14 except to remember that candy would be on sale on the 15th.
“Half-price love,” as she called it. The price of flowers comes back
down to earth on that day also. It’s the Dec. 26 of romantic gifts. But
for at least this year, it’s time for a mushy, romantic gesture.
had tried to make dinner reservations at a Fort Wayne restaurant. My
wife told everyone that this restaurant was the one I used to take her
out to quite often when we were dating many years ago. Around the time
we started dating, she talked about how romantic it would be if we would
go back to this restaurant where I had taken her so many times before.
She was quite surprised when I told her flatly, “I’ve never been to that
“Sure you have,” she countered. “We went there every couple of months of so.”
“Nope,” I insisted. “I’ve never been there. You must be thinking of someone else.”
she figured out that the guy who used to take her to that restaurant
was some guy she dated about 20 years ago, long after we had gone our
separate ways after high school. For some reason, I had gotten the
credit for taking her there over and over again. When we finally did go
to that restaurant about a year and a half ago, she kept trying to
convince me that I had eaten there. No dice.
I was going to take
her to that restaurant, but they are booked solid for the whole weekend.
But I was able to make reservations at the local restaurant we are one
year ago today. I told you I’m just a romantic fool. No concert this
time around though. Maybe we can sit around and listen to music on the
I realize Valentine’s Day is a tough day for single
people. It’s also rough on us husbands who are out of ideas. It’s
rougher still on husbands who think good presents for Valentine’s Day
can be found in the appliance section of the big box store. Pity the man
who brought home a new vacuum cleaner for his precious wife on Feb. 14.
It just doesn’t seem to be as tough on wives. They leisurely go out and
buy the perfect Valentine’s card, pen a few lines for the inside, and
the day is set. No thrashing for the perfect gift or romantic gesture.
You see, wives know that all a man needs is to feel like his wife
doesn’t horribly regret her wedding day and that he can stick around the
house for another year (or at least a few months). Often that gets
tougher as the number of years since the wedding day increases. For
others it is just too much trouble to go out and look for a replacement
husband, so another Valentine’s Day passes.
As for me, I’m
continually grateful that my high school girlfriend, then ex-girlfriend,
then friend, then love interest, then fiancee, then wife is my life
partner. At a time when I wasn’t sure what would happen to me, love
happened. And I get to hang around the house for at least a few more
months. What could be sweeter?
Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!