Valentine’s Day, The Ultimate Gift

This blog entry is for all of us who are confounded by what to do for our loved ones on Valentine’s Day.  Personally, I’m over the ennui induced by ordering off the conventional Valentine’s Day menu:  dinner, roses, wine, chocolate, perfume, a stuffed animal.  Snore!   The originality of red roses is staggeringly stale — no argument there.  Stuffed animals?  What, am I five?  Chocolates?   I spend 45 minutes at the gym four times a week; do not (for my own good) send me a shiny, red, heart-shaped box full of calories.   And, as much as I’d love a long, wine-soaked dinner of French food, swimming in a sinfully butter-based sauce, please refer back to 45-minutes-at-the-gym-four-times-a-week.

Three suggestions for the Valentine’s-Day-weary:

1)  Order me a gift certificate for maid service.  If you’re in the Washington, DC, NoVa, or Bethesda area, I’ll make it easy for you:

2)  Take me hiking.  And along the path, please have pre-arranged some obviously-“planted” trinkets:  three individually-wrapped Lindor truffles, three (not red) roses, a boxed and wrapped gift certificate for crème brûlée dessert at my favorite French restaurant (a gift certificate for maid service is an acceptable substitute).  I’ll think you’re fabulous for being creative, romantic, and organized.

3)  Instead of spending a small fortune on overpriced dinner and a bottle of wine, give me a beautiful, hand-crafted card, and inside, tell me that you made a donation to the Red Cross to help the victims of the earthquake in Haiti.  I’ll love you for it.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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