Local
newspapers are galore this week with red and white splashy ads featuring
Valentine’s Day menu specials. A delectable assortment of dinner choices fit
for a king/queen, prince or princess! Florists’
coolers are crammed with baby’s breath, asparagus fern and all manner of
flowers – cello-wrapped with red and white ribbons for eyelash-fluttering
soon-to-swoon recipients.
My husband’s
young grandson has visited the jeweller with a ring in mind for his lucky lady
– it will be all shiny and sparkly like their excitement! Hopeful
hearts are all a-twitter; lingerie stores stayed open late for last-minute
shoppers with a gleam in their eye; and plenty of manicures and pedicures
buffed to perfection.
For the
“not-so-frantic” whose relationships are still sweet but not gaga, there’s
still lots to celebrate. Fishnet hosiery doesn’t wear well with
arctic-performance boots and snow pants when we’re walking the dog; nor do
miniskirts when the temperatures are plenty-minus and there’s a lake-effect
snowstorm aimed straight at Muskoka!
Tonight,
after a gala supper at A&W with a decadent order of onion rings on the
side,
Hubby and I
are celebrating on our screened in porch, in our snowmobile suits and boots,
with a bottle of bubbly and a candle! It’s always fun to be innovative and
change routines up even just a little bit. Then down to
the recroom to share the annual viewing of a now-grainy VHS movie of our
wedding. Predictable yes, but part of the celebration.
I just read
all the mushy stuff in the Toronto Star's lovey-dovey section; the main
takeaway today is that if we've got love cherish what we have. If loving
memories are held close instead, savor them again. For long-time
wearers, the rose coloured glasses may have blurred– but on a wintery night the
flame still glows.
Snow on the
roof, fire in the hearth.
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