Mission of love accomplished

It looks like my initiative to raise awareness of Valentine's Day was successful. I hadn't seen enough publicity about the holiday and worked to promote it in all mainstream media and businesses. Everyone but the local funeral home cooperated. (Wait 'til next year!)

My parents have been married 48 years and because of this, my dad has never had to prepare meals or wash clothes. Likewise, my mom has never had to understand investing or the economy as my dad does. I trust that they will never experiment with switching roles because if they did they'd be broke, starving, and naked in about an hour and a half.

At dinner with O, she noted that her grandparents will celebrate their 65th wedding anniversary this year. She lamented the fact that, at her age, if she ever got married she'd have to live until age 102 to have a 65th anniversary. That's too long though; you don't want to be married 65 years. Call it quits at 50 years, and after that party, pull off the ring, claim irreconcilable differences, and hit the singles' bars.