I was to emcee/entertain at our churches Valentines supper tonight. We invite everyone in our church to come to this. Married or not, widowed or divorced or not. Love is shared by all. All are welcome.
I gave the men a quiz about thier wives before the banquet, and we compared answers with their wives 'live' answers as part of the program. One of the questions I put in was, "How long has it been since you told your wife you loved her?" Most replied with somewhere between hours and days. One couple, (friends of mine), I made to face each other, I said to the husband, "Now look into her beautiful face (and it is a beautiful face) and say I love You". He did. I said "Thankyou". I then said, in my best Louis Black imitation, "Now I won't have to embarrass you by telling these people that you wrote that it had been twenty seven years since you said I love you."
The highlight of the evening, as least for me, came when I asked a blind member of our congregation, a lady, if her husband helped with the housework. She said he most certainly did not. Then she said, "he does move the furniture around... without telling me somethimes". That brought the house down.
Marilyn and I have been married 34 1/2 years. As we got ready to go out tonight, she presented me with a boutineer (I have no idea how to spell it). It was nice. She pinned it on my lapel, said "I love you", and drew her lips near mine, closed her eyes, and then remembered that I've had the flu, jerked her head back, and started slapping me on the top of the head the same way Benny Hill used to do to the little bald guy.
I suppose I deserved it because earlier I had presented her with a plant telling her " I saw this plant and thought of you and how much you love ornamentals, and also that I didn't think you'd ever tried to kill one of this variety yet." I could write a book on things not to say.
Life is interesting and worth living out here in the country. But only if you make it that way. It's a do it yourself thing. I'll bet it's the same wherever you live.
Come visit, we'll bake a cake.