Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy Valentine’s Day!  Hope you’re spending it with people you love doing things you love. MJ has a teaching commitment tonight so I made Valentine cookies for him to share with his students and we frosted them together after enjoying a pre-Valentine’s dinner out.  Note that I spread the frosting to the edges.  He tried to leave a neat little border of unfrosted cookie.  Probably tells you something about each of us.  But even more telling is that we both frosted the cookies in our own preferred way and didn’t care a bit if the other frosted their cookies differently.  That’s a good thing about having been married for thirty-seven years.  We can see each others’ differences and (mostly) not let them totally bug us!

If you’re busy frosting cookies or doing something else that is amenable to podcast listening you might enjoy Krista Tippett’s interview with philosopher and writer Alain de Botton about love and relationships. This is on the heels of him having written the most downloaded essay in the New York Time’s last year about Why You Will Marry The Wrong Person.  Grateful I ended up with the person who’s wrong for me in all the right ways.

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  1. Posted February 14, 2017 at 7:56 pm | Permalink

    Sweet and lovely, both the cookies and the post;).

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    • We weren’t sure what we’d do with all that time at sea. I brought along a fully loaded Kindle and two knitting projects. Only made it through one book and the beginning of a shawl. Because there are no excursions in the North Atlantic (though we did pass by the spot where the Titanic sank) the QM2 offers a full docket of activities, lectures and events. MJ kept saying this was like scout camp and we were earning our merit badges. We took water color classes, I sang with the guest choir and joined the afternoon knitting circle, MJ borrowed a book from the well-appointed library, we worked out with a Croatian bodybuilder/yoga instructor who taught us “pistol pose,” perfected our cha-cha for the evening balls, visited the dogs in the top-deck kennel and learned about architecture/Middle Eastern politics/British films. We were seated at the captain’s table every evening (though the captain never joined us) and made a host of new friends. We were the young kids in this crowd which was split pretty evenly between Brits and Americans. All around a marvelous voyage to mark a big birthday.