My husband and I were driving to Florida on Valentine's Day and finally stopped
for the night late at night and exhausted. We decided we should have a dinner
to "celebrate" since it was Valentine's Day after all. Well we stopped at a
small local restaurant with a very limited menu and both ordered the fried
clams. When they came they more closely resembled fried bits of rubber. As we
sat there complaining about how horrible the food was, all of a sudden the humor
of our "romantic" Valentine's dinner disaster and our fatigue made us start
giggling. We kept laughing harder and harder until we had tears running down
our faces. To this day, that is the Valentine's Day I remember the most. My
husband and I were able to laugh at the situation and enjoy ourselves despite
the lack of all the things that are traditionally considered romantic.
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At the time things like that seem so horrible but later you were wonder why you got so upset when you can look back and laugh. That's what I love about memories that you share with that special someone. If only you thought to bring a camera.
(Kimberly Lane 12:07pm February 15, 2009)