For those of you keeping track of such things: Valentine’s day, I gave kel a card (with the secret aim of getting her a present when she least expects it), and kel gave me a popcorn popping machine, for roasting coffee beans in. Tomorrow, I’m going to grab some green beans, and start experimenting with home coffee roasting.
Am I a bad husband, leaving kel at home with a card and going to college when the rest of the world is spending a fortune on roses and other things?
I think the train trip home says it all; not the lady with the freshflowers.com.au box that was at least 3 feet high, nor the numerous commuters nursing large boxes of rosesonly.com.au flowers: I’m talking about the couple in their very early twenties: still in the early throes of dating: she had a big basket of roses, and he had a wooden box with roses, a bottle of pink sparkling wine, and other assorted trinkets… he said that he kind of liked the idea of a basket… she said it wasn’t masculine enough… he grudgingly admitted that he didn’t actually need a valentine’s day present… she awkwardly explained that she really wanted to get it for him… she adds that he can buy a basket of flowers to give to his mother…
Where does it all end?