Daniel: Tomorrow is a day.
Me: Well, yes, of course it is.
Daniel: No, it’s a day.
Me: No, today is a day, it’s Ash Wednesday and yesterday was a day, it was Pancake Tuesday but tomorrow is just Thursday.
Daniel (insistently): No, it’s a day!
Me: It’s the day you start your mid-term break?
Him: NO.
Me: It’s the day I’m going to drive you to Cork?
Him: NO!
Me: Well, I don’t know then sweetheart.
This morning before we drove to Cork Mr. Waffle gave me a Valentine’s card. Turns out today is a day. Did I have a lovely card for him? A tasteful gift? Alas, no. I hope he still loves me.
Today and always.
Oh puh-leeze!
Oh but that just shows where your heart is. . .isn’t it better to be focused on the important religious days than a day that’s an excuse to eat chocolate? I think so anyway; I’ll praise your piety.
heh. I had to make macaroons to make up.
I think it’s lovely really. Mr W. deserves a big bouquet of flowers next time.
Epilogue. Rang him up and worked my way through a long agenda of domestic admin. At the end, I said, there’s something else, there’s something else, can’t think – oh yes, that was a lovely comment you left on my blog. I’m making it worse.
He will need flowers, macaroons and champagne next time.
A bouquet of flowers? What on earth would he do with them?
Give them to me?