I absolutely love to go to Wal-Mart on Valentines Day and watch the multitude of poor, clueless, expressionless men, shuffling their work boots through the isles. Bless their hearts. They remind me of zombies methodically searching for fresh flesh, or their case the perfect card, box of chocolates, flowers, etc. to give to their sweetheart.
Our tough Oklahoma country boys...they can toss a bale of hay, or pull a calf like nobody's business---but shoppers they are not.
I'm sure my husband will join the ranks of the romantic undead after he gets off work from U.P.S. tonight. I'll reward him with a big spaghetti dinner, salad, garlic bread and fresh baked cookies...yes, you heard me right...we eat garlic on Valentines Day---we've been married for almost 28 years. Two garlics cancel each other out after a quarter of a century~
Happy Heart Day everyone. Hope your afternoon was filled with love, and speedy gift buying!