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11:25 AM - 02/15/2006

The topic: True love

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Yesterday was Valentine’s Day.  And I got the same thing I’ve gotten for almost twenty years.

Nothing.

You’d think I’d be used to it by now, but every February 14th, there’s a part of me that waits for something.  It’s not as strong as it was at first, but it’s still there.  My father never forgot.  It’s not that Brian forgets, though, it’s just not a big deal to him.  Obviously, he’s never been a woman.

So, I’m getting dinner ready last night (stuffed chicken breasts, rice and peas) and the phone rings.  He tells me he wants to go to this agricultural show up in central California tomorrow (which would be today).  I say “okay”.   I kind of wonder how he could swing it with as busy as he is, it would be a long day.  At least ten hours (probably more) of total driving time.  Then checking out all the ag stuff.

Then he says “can I take your car?” 

“The mustang?  Sure, I don’t have a problem with that.”

“No, the Escape.”

My car?  He wanted to take my car?  Uh, no.

I tell him my answer.  “No.”

He does a little whining.  But…but…but….

“No.”

He does a little more whining.

“No.”

Then I query “what did you get me for Valentine’s Day?” knowing the answer before I asked the question.

“Nothing” came his reply.

“Then, no.”

When he got home, he said that Mark had talked him out of going (good).  Like Mark said that would make an eighteen hour day and they have a lot to do Thursday and it would just be too hard to do.  Physically and mentally.  So, he’s not going.  Like he said, there’s always next year.

This morning he made breakfast.  I usually have cereal every day and on the day he makes eggs and bacon, I’ll have a few pieces of bacon. And if he slices up a potato and fries it, I have some of that (the potatoes at CostCo are huge and one can feed both of us…when I bake potatoes I usually do about six or seven, just for extras during the week).   This morning he made bacon, potatoes and eggs.  There were only two eggs left, which isn’t that big of a deal, the bacon and potatoes would be just fine for me. 

I was back in the office giving Annie some attention when he called out to let me know breakfast was ready.  He had the table set and was putting the plates down when I walked in. 

My plate had an egg on top of the potatoes.  He had the other.

He split the eggs with me.  More thought there than a dozen roses or a box of candy or a card.  It’s the thought that counts, you know.

That’s true love.



It’s not the big flashy things that hold the most meaning for sure…it’s the thoughtful things that mean the most.

Oh and I wonder where the heck CostCo gets those gigantic mutant potatoes! I have never seen anything so huge!!

Hoping for the best for Annie…

Mary

Posted by Mary @ Thursday, February 16, 2006 - 7:55:30 AM

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