Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Obligatory Valentine’s Day Thingy

We were going to do something special for Valentine's Day this year. We thought of introducing one or two books that have come out in the past year, about how Catholic girls can find the right man to marry, written by women who haven't yet, but the irony was too much to bear. Then we thought of linking to some great stuff in the blogosphere on how men should "date" their wives, as if they needed to be told.

What is it about women anyway? Why do men still try to impress, if they're just going to end up being told how to by every other woman with a pulse? That's when we were reminded, what with turnabout being fair play, of Dom Bettinelli's wise counsel for the ladies (okay, with some of our own thrown in. It was also good to know that Mr and Mrs Darwin are on the same page, knowing that every day in marriage should be one more day to show what needs showing.

Meanwhile, feast your eyes on this scene from the Philippines, the land were romance never dies, where men still sing outside the window of their heart's desire by moonlight, without being labeled a stalker. Or something.

And you gals wonder why we don't try hard enough.

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I'll be on the road later today, again. In case yesterday's entry wasn't enough of a clue, Dad has taken a turn for the worse, and I've been called to Ohio. It's nine hours with a good tail wind. I'll be there before midnight. Wish me luck.

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