By 9:30am on Valentine’s Day 2010, I’ve driven a half dozen men to various stores around town to pick up flowers for their lover. Wayne snuck out early before his girlfriend woke up to buy a freesia plant at Safeway. Arnie bought orange tulips for his wife from Whole Foods and nicely supplemented it with
oranges, citrus bath oil and dark chocolate with bits of orange peel in it. David got a nice arrangement of asiatic lilies and red roses from the stand next to the Wells Fargo Bank on 4th. As I drive David back home, he takes a cell phone call from his four-year-old daughter who wants her pancakes and a call from his mother back east wanting investment advice.
I’ll do this romantic facilitating till I realize my honey needs my flowers.