Valentine’s and flowers, as dictated by our culture, go together. Well, I’m not a flower guy. Not now. Not before. The only time that I gave flowers to my wife on Valentine’s Day was ages ago when I was still courting her. I think I bought her a P10 flower at a church near the place where we both worked. Taghirap e!
Normally I would opt to buy her something that she can keep to remember the occasion by---a card, a Papemelroti figurine, and if I have the time but no money, a poem. Once I bought her a giant Kisses chocolate that gave her a toothache (I guess that would also count as something to remember the occasion with.)
Flowers wilt and die. No recall if you’re going to give this as a gift on a yearly basis. The “WOW” effect would last only as long as the flowers are still fresh. After that you’re back to square one.
Plastic flowers? Hmmm…never thought of that. I guess its being PLASTIC connotes negativity in terms of intent but that’s just me overanalyzing. Since I’m all for my wife’s happiness on this special day I gave in to her wishes. Actually, she only asked for one but where’s the romance in that? So, I got her three and then some.
Happy Valentine’s Day Sweety!
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