Oh yeah, it's true love

It's been rather interesting around here this past week.... You know, with what today was...

The 14th of February.

I have this huuuuuge!! issue with Valentine's Day.

I never used to.

Back in my younger days it was always something to look forward to. A special day to spend with the one you love. Maybe have a nice dinner, either out at some fine diner or at home, made together, side by side. The enjoyment of the perfect bottle of grape. It didn't matter that is was fifteen bucks more than you'd usually spend, you knew the night was full of promise and would be nothing short of fabulous.

And then you hit, oh, let's see.... older. And I'm not saying that older isn't better... it's just that older is different. More work. More expensive.

It was Thursday when #1 met me outside as I was getting home from work.. (14 minutes after I was finished by the way.... sorry, I'm still getting a kick outta my new travel time) and asked if he could borrow some money. Now, I really wanted to ask why... or what for. But I found out a while ago that if there's something you don't want to ask either of my offspring is 'why' and 'what for'. Because you never know just what they'll say. And believe me, there is no way you could ever prepare yourself for it either!!

I asked him "How much?" He said "Forty bucks".

I couldn't resist. I mean I tried. But I couldn't. "Why?"

"Sunday if Valentine's Day and I want to take 'insert name of female friend here' out for supper. And I've only got $40."

"Wow. Where were you planning on taking her? I mean really, $80 is a lot of money and I highly doubt you'll be able to spend it on dinner where we live."

"Are you for serious?? I wasn't gonna spend it all on supper. Frick... I was gonna fill the sleds and see if she wanted to go sledding. If she did, great. We'll probably just pick up some munchies at the gas station.... you know, with the change."

Well then. I see. Well.... I think I nodded my head in an affirmative type fashion as I tried not to laugh out loud as I walked out of the room. Ahh son.... good luck there sweetie!

And then yesterday came "Mom? Are you going to the city today?".

"Ha ha ha...no. I am NOT going to the city today. I haven't gone to the city in over 2 weeks... ha ha ha"

"Nooooo.... I mean town? Don't you need to get groceries or something? Are you going shopping anywhere?"

"Oh...okay... yes, I'll be going to get groceries."

"Can you pick me up some chocolates for 'insert name of female friend here'? (okay I think I have to abbreviate that, just not sure to what), and maybe one of them stuffed things? You know, not too big...just something small?"

See?.... More work! More expensive!

Ciao!