Valentine’s Day is always a conundrum for my dear spouse.
I don’t want roses.
It is outrageous the way that florists jack up the prices.
Roses don’t last very long for me.
It makes me sad when they begin to wilt.
So I usually hang them in the garage to dry before they have an opportunity to nod their little heads.
I have way too many bunches of dried roses.
So, please no roses.
I don’t want jewelry.
We do not share the same taste in jewelry.
I do not want a giant heart shaped box of candy.
This time of the year, I am fighting my lack of will power to lose weight.
I always lose the fight and eat the entire box.
I have too many heart boxes.
So, please no giant heart shaped boxes of candy.
Normally, I can sense that he’s having difficulty.
I always tell him to just get me a card.
He’s heard too many comedians telling him that I don’t mean that.
So, I usually get flowers…a pot of tulips…I love them!
He’s so predictable!
But not this year.
This year he is clearly excited about my gift
A box arrived late yesterday afternoon.
I had never heard of Shari’s Berries so I am thinking they’re giant strawberries…
but they’re giant strawberries covered with incredible chocolate and other lovely things…
Oh my! A little bit of heaven on earth…
Diet. What diet?