My youngest Son did the shopping for me Friday, and came home with not only a lot of goodies but a bag full of toys for our dog, now its not as though she is short of toys, they are everywhere. These toys were something else, most came from a well known card shop and were, well not that cheap. Some you could say we’re quite nasty, inasmuch as sickening over the top – fluffy teddy bears, fluffy dogs holding cloth red roses another holding little silk pillow with words of love even a fluffy monkey with a tie around his neck stating “tied to you forever”, now you could take that another way “Stop it” I hear myself say. I put the other Bears away for another time.
I said to David “they are so gordy!”. “yes but Daisy will love them” he said with me telling him “I think there would be a lot of girls in this town who will have one of those on Valentines day”. “Talking about Valentine Days” he said as he disappeared into our hall coming back with a wonderful bouquet of Creamy Pink Roses and Lilies and ferns and well you can imagine and then a tall Orchid “these are not for Valentine’s Day but I thought you would like them” he said. Did I, I so love my flowers, I get spoilt and its lovely.
Back to Daisy when David gave her the toys she was running around up and down the hall with one/two bears in the month, the monkey tossed in the air, running up and down like the cross lurcher she is, the she gets tired so quickly and throws herself down lays on the toys, and then the inevitable, the chewing of them starts and its me “stop it daisy, stop that” and what does Daisy do, well she does what she always does, Daisy ignored me.
That night, Daisy took her three new toys up stairs to bed with her, she always does that, which is every week!! I dare not look at the fluffy bear/dog or monkey because they will have been amputated somewhere by now. I forgot to say that whilst David was out he popped into The Mind charity store and brought home a fluffy dog toy dressed in a Spiderman costume, but to me this thing looked really scary with his face mask which dare I say looked like something else, very weird. The fluffy toy was in perfect condition, but rather scary for a child.
Valentines Day this wednesday, well if I can dose myself up with enough pain killers to cope with this rib pain after my ridiculously stupid fall Sunday morning, I have an appointment with the hairdresser. I suspect the women in there will all be swapping stories on the cards and gifts they received. I used to get embarrassed by Valentines Day. Not anymore.
Why not, well I got used to a Husband of 19 years (thats how long we were married until he, David died) who never gave me a Valentines Card let along Flowers or even a fluffy bear. I used to privately get hurt but what was the point. Oh, my Husband would tell me once a week “buy yourself some flowers out of the housekeeping” and sometimes I would but it was not the same as your husband giving you flowers.
Once a long time ago after we were married David had flowers for me, but when he came out of the railway station after travelling from the office in London to home, as he went to get the car it was gone, stolen. When David eventually got home he blamed me telling me had he not stopped to buy the flowers the car would not have been stolen? That was the last time he ever gave me flowers, not even when I gave Birth to our two Sons or I had to go into Hospital years ago in London for an operation, did he buy flowers.
So this Wednesday Valentines Day will pass like it does every year, used to it by now. As for the wonderful Bouquet of pinky creamy white Roses from my Son and my beautiful Orchid, I so love my Orchid plants, they are still looking and smelling gorgeous.
Wednesday February 14 – Just returned from the Hairdressers after having my hair cut and styled, washed, all the trimmings like being pampered for several hours. As I left I was handed a sweet Red Rose, so shocked but delighted. First Red Rose I have ever had on Valentines Day.
I hope you have a lovely Valentines Evening and I send my love to all those that took the trouble to read this blog. As ever, take care.
FRANKIE VALLI – FOR ALL THOSE IN LOVE, PAST AND FUTURE.