Valentines Day is off to a good start. At 8:30 this morning, I drove by a local flower stand at the corner of 19th and Ortega here in SF and there was a line of stags picking out their Valentine's Day presents for their sweethearts. John and I share the opinion that Valentine's day is so commercialized. "The perfect card, the perfect gift, the perfect date . . . Isn't there enough pressure in relationships without having to live up to some romantic ideal on Valentine's Day?" (http://mentalhealth.about.com/library/weekly/aa013100a.htm)
Yet, John's inner romantic still wins and he usually gets me something almost every year. John's gift to me, a bouquet of multi-colored roses arrived this morning with a sweet card. Commercialized or not, I love, love, love the presents from him...*sigh! It turns out that the romantic gene has been passed down to the first-born stag. Last night, Ian got all dressed up and smelling nice for his date with his girl. He asked his foodie friends for a good recommendation and made dinner reservations for a restaurant, Pisces. Armed with a
present (a delicate pearl and Swarovski crystal necklace and earring set), he borrowed my car and picked her up all the way from Berkeley... well done, Son! He is off to a good start. Yes, the romantic gene strong in that one!The little stag is at school right now cutting red construction paper into hearts. He will probably make a card for each of us here at home. Those cards are the best!
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