Skipping Thanksgiving and Christmas was vital for getting through the holidays. Evidently it worked so well that we are also skipping the observation of the Feast of Saint Valentine.
It’s interesting to me how Gary’s expression of love have changed so much of late. Gone are the days of 21 gifts for my 21st birthday. Gone are the days of 40 roses for my 40th birthday. I tell myself it is because he is secure in my love.
But then, we did recently have The Unfortunate Croissant Incident, in which he brought home an unsolicited chocolate croissant and I refused to take a bite. I was not aware this meant I no longer love him, but evidently, it does. It turned into a whole production.
(I would get a chocolate croissant and take a bite just for him, but I already did that the next day.)