My favorite holiday is fast approaching! I’ve been seeing the cards and candies, the red and white hearts and pink flowers since the day after Christmas, and I’m sure you have too. Yes, the commercialism is a bit much, but I still love Valentine’s Day. I love boxes of chocolates, sparkling jewelry and red roses, so shoot me. I’m a hopeless romantic.
And let’s be honest, Valentine’s Day is all about the right gift!
There are three kinds of men when it comes to gifts:
* the men who know exactly what to select
* the men who don’t have a clue and don’t know that they don’t have a clue
* the men who don’t have a clue and don’t CARE that they don’t have a clue
So how did those special few excellent gift-givers get that way? Do they possess a gene the rest of the male population is missing? A really good instruction book I don’t know about? Here’s the problem: Letting the guy know what to get you without making it obvious that you’re hinting. Just telling him outright takes away the romance, does it not?
Maybe we’re too subtle. Or demanding. We want them to know exactly what we want without us having to say a word.
If he knows me, if he really loves me, then he’s in tune and knows what pleases me.
Am I wrong here? So I drop hints. I leave catalogs around. I make lists. I mention stuff. I point out things I’d like. If the big day comes around and he says he didn’t know what I wanted, is it time to hit him over the head?
He should KNOW what kind of woman I am. Perfume or allergies. Chocolate or diet phobic. Real flowers or silk. If he pays attention, he knows this stuff, right?
And here’s a real biggie. I want to receive a gift that’s something *I* would like, not something he wants me to have. If I’m a flannel jammies gal and he gives me a revealing Victoria’s Secret number, I know he has a motive. And his motive wasn’t pleasing ME. Worse–what if that gift makes me think I wasn’t sexy enough for him in my T-shirt and lounge pants? See what I mean? He could get himself in real hot water here. On the other hand, what if I am a sexy lingerie gal, so I love that kind of stuff? I’m probably not a perfect size, so do I want him to know my size? Will I be insulted if they’re too big? Crushed if they’re too small? No wonder guys find gift-giving so complicated.
What about a gift card so that I can buy whatever I want? Does that show his lack of interest? What about a certificate to a spa? Would I think he thinks I look haggard and need a day of pampering, or will I just accept it at face value and know he wants to pamper me? So many questions. So little time left. Do you feel the urgency?
Are there any gifts sure to please? Anything fail safe?
I guess for me it’s the thoughtfulness of the gift I appreciate. I want something that says he was thinking only of me. Jewelry always says it. Chocolate is a pleaser, too.
And no cords, please! Okay, that’s just unromantic. 99% of items with cords involve work. “I love you more than life, baby–and now here’s your new toaster.” See what I mean?
Love is in the air….
…and nothing says love like something from the kitchen, right?
Here’s something you can make for him!
Every year my Valentine’s Day cookies are a huge hit. The kids all know I’m going to make batches for them, and these are their favorites. I often have enough to take a tray to a booksigning. They freeze really well.
Many years ago I got the recipe from my husband’s grandmother who called them Aunt Myra’s Cookies. Since none of us know who Aunt Myra was, we call them Grandma Violet’s Cookies. I’m sure that one day they’ll be known as Bama’s Cookies. (I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned this before, but my grandchildren all call me Bama. It started with #1 and never changed. Sometimes I’m The Bomb. Perhaps I never mentioned grandchiildren before either. It gives me a whole wrong image, doesn’t it? Forget I said anything.)
Make sure your soda and spices are fresh. I always sift my flour before adding.
CHERYL’S VALENTINE SPICE COOKIES
1 cup sugar
1 cup butter, lard or margarine
add 1 cup molasses
2 egg yolks (save the whites for frosting)
1 tsp soda dissolved in 2/3 cup boiling water
flour for stiff batter: about 5 cups
Mix and chill dough for several hours.
Roll out thin and cut with cookier cutter. Grandma claimed that the rectangles cut from a Spam can made for less re-rolling of the dough. I use heart shapes, of course.
Bake in 375 degree oven about 5 minutes.
Watch closely because they will burn easily.
Frost when cool.
1 1/2 cup sugar and 1/3 cup water, boiled together to soft-ball stage
Pour slowly over beaten egg whites and beat until stiff
Add a pinch of soda and 1 tsp vanilla
Add 3 – 4 marshmallows after adding the syrup
The frosting sets up firm and shiny and so pretty!
What would please you this Valentine’s Day?
What’s the best Valentine’s Day gift you ever received?