I often hear in the media and from personal acquaintances that a lot of women and even more men hate Valentine’s Day. I can understand if you are single and are looking for romance, but if you have a good thing going and that can mean a lot of things, embrace it. I have and I do and that’s worked pretty good for me for a couple of decades. Many of you who read my dribble know I make reference to Pamalicious and now you can see why I have the feeling of a man who won the lottery every day of my life.
Valentine’s Day should be an excuse for celebration equal to St. Patrick’s Day or Mardi Gras with one big difference—you make this about your partner or one who you wish to have as a partner. Actually that is all it is. A celebration for the occasion of celebrating, Valentine’s Day does have a focused theme that does not appeal to everyone. If having a focused relationship is not your thing, the other two previously mentioned celebrations are probably more to your liking and that’s OK. Now onto why I am so lucky—let me count the ways.
My partner loves fantastic food. I love to make fantastic food but it comes with a price and that is I am impossible to put up with in a kitchen. She not only knows that but also puts up with my Prima donna attitude, giving back as much as she gets if she decides to wander into to the fray. I love to cook for my partner more than I like to eat. For that, I am very lucky. Read the full story