Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valentine's Day In Margaritaville

You ever have one of those Valentine's Days?

You know...the one's where you think "somebody" forgot all about it...it's just another day...maybe kind of a crappy one at that if you've been neglected.

Early morning "grocery cart wrangling" at our local Fry's, overrun with herds of men wandering dazedly through the floral department, trying to remember what they'd already forgotten.

Grumbled my way through produce, grimly pushed on through dairy, tight-lipped my way to the front of the store.

Just get me the heck out of here!

About an hour later, as I was putting the finishing touches on a copywriting project, I heard a small voice outside my door...small and muffled actually.

Imagine my surprise when I looked out to see what appeared to be a large swath of a tropical rain forest on the move, with legs sprouting out the bottom.

But wait...it's the delivery woman...completely hidden by the incredibly huge floral arrangment she was struggling to woman-handle up the walkway.

You've never seen a more gorgeous display of husbandly devotion in all your life. An incredibly eye-popping blend of lavishly exotic floral species, elegantly displayed in a heavy woven basket.

And right here in Southwest Margaritaville, Yuma, Arizona. Land of dyed carnations with glitter on em.

Who woulda thunk it was possible.


It must be love.