Okay, so on Oprah today she is helping people tell the people they love in ways that only Oprah can. You know its Valentines day and all that crap. And here are a few questions it raised for me.
(1) Do all blond housewifes only have other blond housewife friends? Because there was this one man who surprised his wife and had her friends surprise their wives as well. So they showed all the women showing up at her house and they all looked alike. I could just imagine them all driving the same SUV, working out at the same gym, and stopping in at the same Starbucks. And I just know they all live in the suburbs. I know I'm stereotyping. But I am. And I'm just going to accept that.
(2) Who just agrees to that? A woman wanted to surprise her husband by getting him to sing on the Oprah show a duet with Patti LaBelle. He apparently is a huge Patti fan and wanted to name their first child after her. So of course that is what happened she got him to come on the show by telling him that he was going to sing a love song to her and then after a minute into the song Patti LaBelle comes out and starts singing with him. And he just sort of turns around and looks at her as if that had been the plan all along. So my synical side thinks he and his wife had this planned so that he could break into the singing business. He has a decent voice. And he really did not seem to be shocked by any of it. But back to the original question, assuming he really was not in on some egotistical hoax, who agrees to that? Oh you want me to go on the Oprah Winfrey show and sing with less than a weeks notice, sure I'd love to do that. That is crazy!
So here is my last question and it is one for all of you. Have you ever had a big romantic surprise by your boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, wife, partner, spouse? If so what was it. I've never really had the experience. I dated a guy once and gave him this beautifully wrapped cook book called "Intercourses." It is a great cookbook with each chapter focusing on a different affrodesiac. And the photos inside are beautiful. And I'm sure I gave him chocolates or something. Anyway it was a nice gift. He gave me a potted grocery store miniature rose bush and a grocery store tin of chocolates. He gave them to me by pointing to the kitchen table and saying "your valentines gift is over there on the table." Then a few weeks later he broke up with me. I would have never given him that cookbook if I'd known what he was getting me or that he was about to break up with me. Up to that point the best things I got out of that relationships had been the Christmas and birthday gifts. Still I have to say that is the best thing to come out of that relationship. It was holiday to holiday relationship--we met on Halloween and broke up close to Valentines day.
So I think I'll add to my have you ever had a big romantic surprise and what was it? Or and this is for those of us who are alone and kind of bitter about it or with someone but still bitter: what is the worst gift or presentation of a gift that you have received? Did it point to the end of the relationship or was the beginning of life long happiness?
Love and kisses.
4 comments:
My high school sweetheart was really good at romance. He gave me wonderful gifts which were always thoughtful and surprising, and he was good about going for nice dinners or romantic picnics or whatever, and not just on holidays. Every month he gave me a number of pieces of candy (something basic like Hershey's kisses) to represent the number of months we'd been together (we dated almost 4 years, so the numbers got pretty high). He'd even write me little love notes. So I think I was spoiled because no boyfriend since has measured up in the romance department. He's now happily married with twins.
I'm always the romantic. None of the guys I've been with ever seemed to get that part of the deal. However, if you include "help" from my mother, one of my high school boyfriends took me on a hot air balloon ride for a birthday present which was totally romantic but also totally planned out and paid for by my mother. Bill came closest when he proposed -- we had discussed marriage many times, but because of our financial situations and the fact that he was broke, I knew the ring would be far off in the distance. So we're making out in his apartment when he tells me he has a present for me. Knowing it's not a ring, I am honored that he would give me something small enough to fit in a jewelry-sized box. When I opened it and found an engagement ring, I was totally floored. Then he got down on his knee and said some romantic things and proposed. I got a card this Valentine's day from him, and while it's not super-stellar in the romance department, it was romantic nonetheless.
I've also always been the more romantic. My Beloved even has trouble remembering our anniversary sometimes. Such is life. But I have fun every year composing a new poem to present her on our anniversary.
And no, they are not along the order of:
Roses on the piano are a beautiful thing,
But tulips on the organ really make me sing.
Your comment about the roses and the chocolates reminded me of the worst Valentine's Day gift I ever got--a shoe box with a dozen dead yellow roses inside. There was some other stuff, too--chocolates and even some teensie diamond earrings (like so small they might slip through the holes in my ear). Our relationship was already in trouble, more so than I knew, in fact. And I think he sent the roses that way because a)he was trying to save money and thought he could wrap their stems in wet paper towels to preserve them and b)yellow roses seemed appropriate because I was living in Texas at the time. But when I found out a few months later that he was already sleeping with someone else, it just felt a little hateful, ya know?
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