It's almost Valentine's Day.  I wonder if this Valentine guy ever knew he'd  have a day named after him?  How about Winder's Day?  Now that has a nice ring to it.  But I'm not sure what it would be in celebration of.  Mediocrity?  Balding?  Allergies?  Self-depricating humour?  Maybe a day dedicated to using big words you can't spell and don't even understand?  So many possibilities.

 

I was talking to co-workers at lunch discussing what we were getting our wives for Valentine's day.  This year I bought my wife jewelry.  This is a step up from my usual gift of a CD or book that historically 50/50 odds she already has, but she's been extra good this year (and I could use the extra brownie points).  But I refuse to buy a card.  Waste of money and they just get thrown out.  I also bought her an oversized toy rose.  But not real roses.  Waste of money and they just get thrown out.  An oversized toy rose lasts forever when properly stored in a box in the basement.

 

Anyway, one co-worker is buying a card, real roses, and jewelry for his wife.  And not just any jewelry - custom desiged jewelry from a goldsmith friend.  He set a precendence very early on in his marriage and has had to keep it up for 20 years.

 

My second co-worker's wife forgot their first anniversary and has already lost her wedding ring.  Now that is the perfect start to a marriage.  He can do anything for tomorrow and get away with it.  (He went with alcohol.)