I’m not a fan of Valentines Day.
There. I’ve said it.
Perhaps it’s because some of my most spectacular break-ups in my impetuous youth happened on Valentines Day. Although, V.D. was redeemed when Fiddledaddy actually proposed on February 14th, a hundred years ago.
Fiddledaddy is a romantic sort who loves nothing more than to buy me flowers and pretty much my hearts desire. Surprisingly though, he found himself married to a girl who does not care for flowers because they will only die and a girl who has no real use for jewelry.
This limits the gift giving field considerably come Valentines Day. Chocolate is always a good standby, but then he’ll have to endure my chocolate induced pimple rant that follows a week or so later. Although the momentary pleasure is totally worth it. For me, anyway.
I think he’s hit on the perfect gift for me this year. He took Cailey out shopping for my Valentines gift. When she arrived home, I immediately set about the task of interrogating her. It is a well known fact that she will fold like a deck of cards under pressure. She cannot keep a secret.
This is the reason we have to keep slap a hand over her mouth around younger cousins and friends when talk of Santa Claus, Tooth Fairies, and/or sex enters the fray.
I just got right to the point. “So, what am I getting for Valentines Day.”
“Well. Nothing really. I mean he hasn’t bought the coffee pot yet.”
I’ve been dropping some major hints that I want a REAL coffee pot. Hints such as taking out a small loan to fund my McDonald’s coffee run almost every single day. My own coffee making skills have been greatly taxed and even though I buy the best coffee I’ve found (Dunkin’ Donuts), my coffee tastes like dirty rain water.
I’m blaming it on the $19.99 Mr. Coffee Maker that sits under my kitchen counter. Because it cannot possibly be ME.
After he learned that Cailey spilled the coffee beans, he admitted that he is shopping around for the perfect pot. He asked for my input. So, I’m looking at a Cuisinart, because it has gotten the best reviews. And as a bonus, it’s under the all important $100 mark. In fact, it’s closer to the $60 ish mark, and with a 20% Bed, Bath, and Beyond coupon, well, BINGO.
But of course, I make no major life decisions without first taking it to you all.
Do you have a coffee pot that makes a most excellent cup of coffee?
(I’ve also learned that Fiddledaddy plans to fill my new coffee pot when purchased with a bag full of Almond Joys that he purchased while out shopping with the resident Narc.) The man does know my love language.
Happy Valentines Day, everyone!