Valentine’s Day is one of those days that women hope for something special from their significant other. It’s right up there with birthdays and anniversaries, with one major exception.
There’s no way anyone can pretend to forget about it. Everywhere you go there are huge displays with dancing teddy bears holding hearts, huge boxes of candy, and of course, greeting cards.
Guys, let me offer a few tips to a successful day. As you know, failure on this day could spell misery for you for the entire next year.
First of all, if she says, “You really don’t have to do anything special,” it means she really hopes you do something special and if you don’t she’ll be disappointed. Trust me on that one. And if she says, “Oh, you shouldn’t have!”, she really, really doesn’t mean it.
Cards are good. Funny cards are fine if she’s got a great sense of humor. But after you give her the funny card, pull out another one that is gushy and say something like “And here’s one to remind you how I really feel.” She’ll be putty in your hands.
Take her out to dinner. Don’t ask her, just do it. Tell her, “Tonight I’m taking you out toeat, just the two of us.”
Gifts are also good. Even if it is a single flower that you hand her, it means that you took the time to stop and think about her. Sending flowers to her workplace is excellent. If you can’t afford a big gift, she’ll understand. But, if you can, don’t be chinchy. She won’t understand. Remember the all-important phrase, “If Momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.” Try to do something that will make her happy.
Valentine’s Day brings back lots of fond memories for me. One of my favorite stories is about when my eldest son was in preschool.
The week before Valentine’s Day while we were grocery shopping, he asked me to buy a bag of pre-packaged-already-popped popcorn. I said no. He begged me. I said no. He cried. I said no. He said I was mean.
At school the next day the children were instructed to make Valentine’s cards for their moms. My son, of course, couldn’t think of anything nice to say. The teacher tried to coax him along.
The card I received was priceless. In big letters on the front it said, “Mom, I Love You”. The inside message was …
“Sometimes”.
