Monday, February 15, 2010

Valentines Day

Most women get flowers.

I received two (2) crates of potatoes. 

(My beau is in the produce business.)

We fill up little bags with red, white and purple potatoes and leave them on my neighbours doorstep(s).  We refer to it as, "potatoing" you.  It's funny.  It's weird.  It suits me.

It wasn't all THAT bad...he threw in some blood oranges and Myer Lemons...and a lobster...some margaritas and a bike ride on the boardwalk.
As a serial dater, my house was at times, filled with so many flowers my neighbours began to suspect I was running a funeral home.

"All those guys... who gave you those things...where are they now?" he responded.

"I dunno" I retorted. 

"My point exactely," he said. 


3 comments:

Tee aka The Diva's Thoughts said...

Me thinks I like this dude.

LL said...

No streamers on the handlebars? I say fire the bum!

HOA Mgr Lady said...

Is it just me ... Or do I think the King is BACK?
I'm so cornfused!
Ruth