Valen My Tine

By Jeff Salter

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Valentine’s Day

This week, we’re blogging about “unforgettable” Valentine’s Day memories. No particular one of these 64 I’ve experienced stands out, but I will share with y’all something I’ve done to try to make them “unforgettable” for my wife.

I no longer recall when I began this practice, but at some point after my wife began working outside the home, I tried to make sure she received some sort of Valentine’s Day gift from me while she was AT work. No longer do I remember what possessed me to start doing this, but I somehow picked up on the insight that women enjoy a gift MORE if somebody else sees them receiving it. That differs from most men, who value the gift itself equally — no matter where or when it is handed over.

So, anyhow, I’d usually have some flowers delivered to her office. Sometimes, I’d vary and I’d leave a Val Day helium balloon tied to her steering wheel so she could bring it to work with her. But I always wanted her to have something visible (from me) at work on this day.

As a side note, a younger woman I know was working in an office inside a high rise bank building. When Val Day came around, most of the other ladies received flowers, balloons, or some sort of recognition — while at work that day. Not her. And when she went home, she walloped her husband on the arm and said – with icicles dripping from her words – “everybody got something but ME.”

So I figure, if it’s in my power, resources, and memory to do so, I’m not going to let my wife be the one woman at her workplace who doesn’t receive anything on Val Day.

hearts

From Valentine’s Day 2013

Two years ago, I wrote about how I sneak at least one heart into my wife’s luggage when she travels:
https://fourfoxesonehound.wordpress.com/2013/02/14/valen-whos-day/

From Valentine’s Day 2011

Four years ago, I blogged about one of the Valentine rituals I remember from Elementary School … and some of my first kisses with females-who-weren’t-my-relatives. For a look at my column for this day in 2011 [“Valentine’s Day in Retrospect … and My First True Like”], please take a look:
https://fourfoxesonehound.wordpress.com/2011/02/17/valentine%e2%80%99s-day-in-retrospect/

Question:

What about Valentine’s Day is memorable to YOU?

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About jeff7salter

Currently writing romantic comedy, screwball comedy, and romantic suspense. Twelve completed novels and five completed novellas. Working with three royalty publishers: Clean Reads, Dingbat Publishing, & TouchPoint Press/Romance. "Size Matters" -- Oct. 2016 "The Duchess of Earl" -- Jul. 2016 "Stuck on Cloud Eight" -- Nov. 2015, "Pleased to Meet Me" (novella) -- Oct. 2015, "One Simple Favor" (novella) -- May 2015, "The Ghostess & MISTER Muir" -- Oct. 2014, "Scratching the Seven-Month Itch" -- Sept. 2014, "Hid Wounded Reb" -- Aug. 2014, "Don't Bet On It" (novella) -- April 2014, "Curing the Uncommon Man-Cold -- Dec. 2013, "Echo Taps" (novella) -- June 2013, "Called To Arms Again" -- (a tribute to the greatest generation) -- May 2013, "Rescued By That New Guy in Town" -- Oct. 2012, "The Overnighter's Secrets" -- May 2012. Co-authored two non-fiction books about librarianship (with a royalty publisher), a chapter in another book, and an article in a specialty encyclopedia. Plus several library-related articles and reviews. Also published some 120 poems, about 150 bylined newspaper articles, and some 100 bylined photos. Worked about 30 years in librarianship. Formerly newspaper editor and photo-journalist. Decorated veteran of U.S. Air Force (including a remote ‘tour’ of duty in the Arctic … at Thule AB in N.W. Greenland). Married; father of two; grandfather of six.
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7 Responses to Valen My Tine

  1. jbrayweber says:

    My hubby calls Valentine’s Day “Commercialism Day” and he resents it. I don’t blame him. Especially with all the jewelry commercials out there. Not to mention the costs of cards, chocolate, flowers – its highway robbery! It seems like such a pressure on a guy to get it right. And let me tell you, he has gotten it wrong on several occasions. Still love him, though. 🙂 And he tries, which is what matters.

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  2. How very , very thoughtful, Jeff! That lovely wife of yours certainly is worth the effort. I never received anything in public.That would be nice, but I would also feel bad for any who were left out. It is very big with the schoolkids here.I don’t know if I approve of deliveries during school by the local stores.
    Quite a number of years ago very young lady with whom I worked would send flowers to her kid sister, who was under stress with the family situation, shy, picked-on at school and frankly, a frump. She grew into an active young woman, sure of herself and she blossomed into a surprising beauty! In fact, I saw her just last night; she showed me a picture of her baby boy. I know her sister’s efforts helped.

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    • jeff7salter says:

      yeah, the thing about delivering gifts (or whatever) to schools bothers me a bit. For one thing, the kid has no place to “put” whatever the gift was until school is over. Plus the potential for vandalism or theft by jealous students.
      Not to mention the security hurdles for deliveries being made at schools.

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