My daughter told me that she is going to see the movie Atonement. It is a serious chick flick and I told her s
he would enjoy it. Then I told her I wished I could go with them. She laughed and said it was a romantic movie and I wouldn't enjoy it. I told her that I was indeed a very romantic person and she just laughed. I insisted that I was a very romantic kind of guy and she laughed again. Then she asked me about Valentines Day 2008.
On the weekend before Valentine's day I needed some car parts (wiper blades, headlights, etc.) so we went to the local auto parts store. We wandered around and bought what we needed and a few things that we really didn't need and as we were getting ready to pay my daughter started laughing.
She dragged me over to a display and told me to look. I gazed at a display of pickles sealed in plastic bags. They were labeled as Pickles in a Pouch. Not only that but they were labeled as Big Papa: The Portly Pickle and Hot Mama: The Sassy Pickle. I told the daughter to grab one of each. She gave me a very odd look and asked why. I explained that Valentine's Day was coming up and her mother liked pickles. She thought I was joking but I grabbed the pickles and headed to the checkout.

My daughter couldn't believe that an auto parts store would sell pickles (especially in a pouch).
We got the pickles home and I couldn't wait to give them to the wife.
To my surprise she wasn't as excited about the pickles as I was.
Many men, especially men who have been married as long as I have, totally overlook Valentine's Day. Being the romantic that I am I couldn't let it pass.
Let this be a lesson to my daughter. I am a very romantic guy.