Ok, so I was going to write that tonight I am cooking and eating with Frank. No lie, I have shared more time in the kitchen with that boy, Sinatra, than any male I know. But to be truthful, I’m hanging with the whole Rat Pack. Dean Martin, fav of my sis and Mama Sargeant, is singing right now as I eat my new…
If you’re a guy and don’t want to write a poem for your girl, give her one of these. You could put your poem in a card, cook dinner for her and place it on her plate, or slip it in a box of candy. Regardless of what most of us say, we love a sweet talker…especially when you mean it.
As I said in Part One yesterday, 2007 I had a new plan and a new attitude for surviving Valentine’s Day. When I was married, it never occurred to me how much I needed women in my life. I was too buried beneath diapers to change, birthday parties to plan, coupons to clip, papers to grade, and a house to clean. My husband…