It was Valentine’s Day this past week; oh yeah, you knew that. In the five decades of Valentine’s Days Elaine and I have shared; most of them have been forgettable. But not ALL of them. I'm going to remember this Valentine’s Day for a long time.
Before I talk about this Valentine’s Day, I would like to tell a story about our first married Valentine’s Day.
I was working with a crew building a Burrito Bell in Northglenn, Colorado. None of that information means anything to the story but I need to stress this Valentine memory is vivid.
I was working on the outside of the building, when I noticed a car (not a construction truck, it was definitely a car) pulled into the yet to be paved parking lot. For some reason, the car interested me and I continued to watch the car.
When the car door opened, whoever was inside the car pushed about six large helium filled balloons out the door. Then SHE stepped out of the car. I panicked! Printed on the balloons was “Happy Valentine’s Day”.
SHE was wearing a shiny red one-piece suit made out of the fabric that looks like Christmas wrapping paper. (I know that fabric has a name, and right now, you are surprised that I don’t know it. After all, I am an expert in the world of fiber.) She was wearing high-heeled shoes that matched the suit. She had flowers in her hair. Her lady parts (or really chubby guy parts) were exploding out of the top of her one-piece. I was shaking with fear, Elaine couldn’t/wouldn’t have done this too me.
I ran to the other side of the building, while SHE walked up to one of the other workers on the site.
SHE: Is there a Monner here?
Worker # 1: He was just here. Hey, Fred have you seen Monner?
I needed to think fast. I grabbed Worker #2 and walked up to the conversation on the other side of the building. SHE asked, “Which one of you is Monner?” I pointed to Worker #2 and kept walking. SHE started singing to Worker #2, while I walked away.
Worker #2 was extremely happy. He received free balloons and was serenaded by a very pretty woman.
When I arrived home that night, I didn’t say a word about what had happened. The suspense finally got to Elaine. Elaine asked, “Did anything happen at work today?” I replied, “Yeah, Worker #2 got balloons.” Elaine was stunned. I came clean. I said, “Let’s not do that again.” When I told Elaine the entire story we laughed. It was a great Valentine’s Day. I will never forget it. I hope that Worker #2 (Carl G.) has not forgotten it either.
This Valentine’s Day is just as un-forgettable. I was working away from home again and not planning on going home Valentine’s Day evening. I had made plans with Elaine to go out for Valentine’s dinner on the weekend.
I wanted to do something special for Elaine (and the kids) on Valentine’s Day. I decided to send a group text to the bunch of them that said simply, “Happy Valentine’s Day!” I sent the text. A few minutes later, Elaine replied to the text.
Elaine: Thank you! Who is this person I don’t know?
Me: Huh? What are you talking about?
Elaine: There is someone in this text group I don’t know.
Someone Elaine doesn’t know: I don’t think I was supposed to get this text. I sell things to Monner’s company.
Me: Uh oh!
Somehow, I included this WOMAN into this text group. I told you I don’t like “smart” phones.
Elaine and I have had some pretty memorable Valentine’s Days.
Our crazy lives!