As I mention on today’s broadcast (listen here) I’m in a bit of a spot. For last year’s Valentine’s Day I prepared a special dinner for Jean (baked pasta). Trent and Troy served as the waiters, and we had a great time doing it. In fact, it was such a hit that I was planning on cooking another dinner with the same menu again! I shared this with the team and they were aghast. The same thing?! Where’s the creativity?
Alas, I’m in need of a simple, but elegant recipe. Any suggestions?
As a double whammy, I’ve been called out of town and will be getting on a plane in a few hours. Our Valentine’s dinner will have to be slightly delayed – which will give me some time to buy the groceries and candles for the special meal.
While you’re sharing your favorite recipe, I’d love to hear your Valentine story. If you’re married or dating, how did you meet? How do you keep the spark alive? Do you have any special memories of Valentine’s Day?
I recently read two cute stories and thought I’d share them here. Here is the first:
I met my husband while I was working in a science library. He came in every week to read the latest journals and eventually decided to take out the librarian instead of the books. After a year and a half of dating, he showed up at the library and started rummaging through my desk. I asked what he was looking for, but he didn’t answer. Finally he unearthed one of the rubber stamps I used to identify reference books. “Since I couldn’t find the right engagement ring,” he said, “this will have to do,” and he firmly stamped my hand. Across my knuckles, in capital letters, it read “NOT FOR CIRCULATION.”
And the second…
My friend Mark and I work in a lawn-mower-parts warehouse. Somehow Mark got the idea that his wife did not want a card on Valentine’s Day, but when he spoke to her on the phone he discovered she was expecting one. Not having time to buy a card on his way home, Mark was in a quandary. Then he looked at the lawn-mower trade magazines scattered around the office — and got an idea. Using scissors and glue, he created a card with pictures of mowers, next to which he wrote: “I lawn for you mower and mower each day.” Mark’s wife loved it. The card immediately graced their refrigerator door.
Do you think I could get away with that for Jean? I don’t think I’d try . . . but she is, by God’s grace, today and evermore, my “Daly Valentine.”
Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!