Valentine’s Day crept on me, but I decided not to rush out to buy a card for my husband. Instead we’d go to our favorite spot for coffee. Oh, yes, I did cut a big heart out of newspaper and put it in his chair this morning and, yes, I did leave a message on his little white board. He didn’t notice either of them.
When I suggested we go to Our Daily Bread, his eyes lit up. We walked so I could justify one of their beautifully decorated heart-shaped sugar cookies. The place was bustling, as always, and even at 9:30 we were too late to get Valentine cookies. Peter eyed a strawberry-studded chocolate gateau, but in the end, we settled on our favorite apple turnovers.
After repeating his usual questions several times — “any news from upstate? ” and “how’s the big guy?” — he wanted to know what he could say that wasn’t the same old thing.
“How about ‘Happy Valentine’s Day?'” I said.
“When is it?”
“I didn’t know,” he said. He patted my hand and shook his head.
“Oh well, this is better than a card anyway. Two apple turnovers and two coffees for only eight dollars and forty-six cents.”
“Cheaper than a card,” he said.
“You’re a cheap date,” I told him.
Header photo: My mom’s heart-shaped dish always holds “sweethearts” in February.
2016 National Society of Newspaper Columnists’ contest finalist.
Happy Valentines Day to two people who love and enjoy each other taking the ups and downs of life together.
Certainly a deal at twice the price 🙂
😊 Happy Valentines Day.