Thursday, February 14, 2008

Hearts

Our very first Valentine's Day together was in 1995, about 6 weeks after our wedding. We decided to go to 49th Aero Squadron, a restaurant right by the airport where they have headphones and you can listen to the airport tower talking to airplanes, and they had a large window facing the airport. The perfect place for my plane-loving husband.

The restaurant had a "special" menu for V-day. If by special you mean a limited selection with jacked-up prices. Plus we got a booth that was way far away from the window and couldn't really watch planes.

This began our disenchantment with V-day. Today I let Harold off the hook because we have a fun getaway trip planned next month so I wasn't expecting anything. But still, my dearest got me some roses, some dried mango (love it) and a card with an XOXO on it (big kiss, big hug, big kiss, big hug).

Despite the made-up holiday that seems completely ridiculous to me most of the time I am grateful for the opportunity to tell my loved ones just how much they mean to me.

Love you Lima, Sav and Mack. My whole heart belongs to you.

2 comments:

hyker said...

Yes, it is rather ridiculous. Thanks for not being sappy....you balanced v-day perfectly. And, no. I'm still not bitter.

Cote Corner said...

hhmm.. sounds like that whole plane restaurant would have been your hubbys idea. Sure, it seems like V-Day is just another day to make hallmark and candy industries more money but it is nice to have at least one extra day a year where we can focus on those we love. :) P.s Do you have monday off???