15 Feb A Monday

I feel like Pecos Phil sticking my head out of the burrow after Saint Valentines day. IS it over ? St Val’s is one, THEE FIRST, holiday to be removed from the new calendar according to Bill replaced by … a floating ‘Lovers Day’. This will be more celebrated more frequently like weekly or maybe monthly. Perhaps. Let me explain some of the details.

I do believe I have been burned in every relationship thus far with silly & absurd observations, celebrations (in my case LACK of) and otherwise ‘traditions’ associated with this particular holiday observance.

I will wisely remove all & any reference to whom said incidents & relationships apply to avoid their unwarranted embarrassment and, most importantly MY safety.

Take flowers. PLEASE !!

Now I understand how much some women like flowers. I GET it.

One nameless femmale considered flowers the key to her heart. At that point I considered flowers a necessary evil. A sure fire waste of money but I had a job that paid well & they weren’t that expensive. The ‘risk’ was worth the ‘reward’ is enough said about this case. They wilted & they got tossed. I was only THINKING ... I should toss ... nevermind. I was in my mind tossing away my money & my time. It lead to increasing tension, pressure & stress I did not need in my life. At that time or how about EVER ?

Another case, early on in the fiasco, I had some roses delivered to her work or home. IDK, don't even care or remember exactly anymore. It is not important.

She LOVED them. She brought them home and they were the largest roses I had ever seen. I mean they could have passed for pink cabbages. It should be mentioned that this particular femme fatale LOVED everything. She LOVED the ‘bunnies’ that would show up in the yard. She LOVED Tory Bitches flip-flops and she LOVED her Volvo. Enough on THIS one. I couldn’t cut & run on this one quick enough. Nor far enough.

There was another that wanted a single rose concerned & conscientious of my budget. MAYBE this one is 'normal'. So I thought anyway. Well, I bought a yellow rose (as in ‘of Texas’ …). Turns out it was the WRONG color. Oops on me. Meltdown followed shortly afterwards. I found it in the trash. It hadn't even wilted yet.

Figlio di puttana and hijo de puta … IN SPADES, X1000 !!

About this time I realized I was not going to win at this little game so I do what nearly every crooked politican does. I changed the rules or in my case, change the calendar. As I see it, the ONLY solution.

SO WHAT IS THE SOLUTION OGO ?

EMMA !! I just GNU you would ax.

The new calendar will down-size Saint Valentine’s day to a ‘floating lovers' Holiday.

It won’t be tied to or associated with any sort of commercialization such as a religious figure, cartoon character of industry icon.

No Saint, cutsey cupid shooting 'love arrows'or George Clooney, Brad Pit or Forest Gumpp.

Once a week (for a trial period), one ‘lover’ regardless of gender, springs some outward sign of ‘affection’, public or private, either way is acceptable. If it gets out of hand, we go monthly.

The important factor is low stress.

No pressure or insane expectations so anything is a pleasant surprise. This is a critical point.

Such a display of affection is personal, intimate & if NOT free of all tension, the Relationship Police (RP) will be notified & informed. I am even thinking of a special name for the RP. Something catchy. Like Gestopo.

OK. PERFECT PLACE to cut, wipe & run.

I got things to do today believe it or not. After a flop at Tupps show on Saturday, art work is going to start talking a back seat in favor of a ‘real job’ this week anyway. A multi-pronged attack. Think of the koala … grunting & howling in a tree OR the four (4) headed major thrust approach.

Some special glass I ordered last week is ready for the cranberry cabinet for my upstairs morning office to be picked up.

I spoke to Leon last week about help on a weathered-wood frame for a mirror project. He is expecting me this morning. Depending on the outcome of that meeting, I may go to Cal’s & use a saw to cut the boards.

Then plan tomorrow’s day trip/adventure out & downtown to DWA & conversations with the Director of Husbandry aka subject matter expert re fish. That should be VERY interesting.

Cutting & running … NOW