I’ll Love You ‘Til…

“I’ll love you ’til the last one dies.”

That’s what Hubby had written on the tag hanging from the
pretty red roses I discovered last night on the dining room table.

I have to admit that I read it twice.

Considering my track record with keeping roses alive,
I had to really work at not laughing out loud.

After all… he was trying to be romantic.

(And I was thinking…
“You’d better keep ’em coming.”)


This morning, I told him again how pretty they were,
and noted that a few of them were tipped with
a beautiful dark red, and he agreed.

And then I touched one of the dark red ones.

It was made of wood.

And he repeated…

“I’ll love you ’til the last one dies.”


Sure am glad I didn’t make a big deal out of the fact that our romance would be over in less than a week! It took me a few years to realize that true love is not “a fancy, or a feeling,” but that it is “an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken.” The “never shaken” part took a bit longer… It showed up somewhere in the midst of colicky babies, electric bills, long hours at work, and clogged plumbing, and wasn’t based on “romance.” But… roses and chocolate sure do add a bit of a boost, and I will NEVER turn them down!

Love is patient, Love is kind.
Love is not jealous.
Love does not boast and is not prideful.
Love is not rude or self-seeking.
Love is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs.
Love doesn’t delight in evil, but rejoices with truth.
Love always protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres.
Love never fails.
~from I Corinthians 13~

(A very early Valentine I got this year
from my little cousin Briar Rose!)

Happy Valentine’s Day!


Kate and I left a little early for one of her programs yesterday… it’s not every day that we go to the big metropolis, so we thought we’d hit the craft store and the fabric store. We realized that it was a Day Off for much of the world when we tried to go the the bank and post office on our way out, but didn’t think that would affect anything else in our plans. Turns out, however, that craft stores and fabric stores are favorite destinations for folks that have a Day Off. We homeschoolers are used to empty stores on weekdays, where one  can amble around aimlessly. There were so many people in the stores that we couldn’t even think, and one must think in a craft store or a fabric store in order to consider buying things, so we came home with little to nothing. Except we did buy some black fabric to line some curtains, and a copy of Artful Blogging magazine, and took turns soaking in the tub and reading it! There are some really neat blogs featured in there… Hubby even looked through it early this morning and thought it was a neat magazine! (And Hubby’s choice of magazines usually involves construction equipment or firearms, so that was a very good compliment!) 

Kate’s programs went well, although she nearly had no voice left by the time she finished! It was at an assisted living facility, and she decided she wanted to live there. We had mostly ladies attending, although there were a few gentlemen. One of them fell asleep, another kept saying “I thought this was about War!” and a third said “I’ve had enough of this.” And left.

Poor guys… I guess corsets and petticoats aren’t their thing! The ladies had a grand time, though, and we loved talking to them. The lady that sat beside me had been a seamstress, and another lady was 97, and didn’t look or act a day over 70! I hope I have that much energy at 97!

Well, I’m off to do something constructive! Before I go, let me share with you a tiny treasure I received on Saturday…a little tiny Valentine from across the country! I put it next to the happy little Mint Snowman to show how small it is! I think next year I’m going to have to start a miniature Valentine Tree!

 Thank you Mrs. Staggs!


I thank my God upon every remembrance of you.
Philippians 1:3