Bleeding Love

Since Valentine's Day is just around the corner, Mr. Phil and I decided to something romantic AND out-of-the-ordinary. No dinner and a movie for us. Too commonplace for a love like ours. No flowers or candy, either. After all, those flowers will die eventually and the cholesterol checks the week prior have us abstaining from anything sweet and delicious. However, when duty calls, we are front row and center. Today, duty equals a Boy Scout needing help with an Eagle project. The project: a blood drive. So together we went, hand in hand, to share a little bit of what we have that someone else might need. Plenty of upsides to this date. First of all, IT WAS FREE! Second of all, they do play 'romantic' music while you wait. (???Why does the Red Cross equate 'romantic' with country?) Luckily I had my i-pod ready with Leona all cued up to sing "Bleeding Love". Very apropo, considering the circumstances. Sadly, it was not to be. The i-pod died just as the needle went in and I was forced to listen to "Life is a Highway" and some other unidentifiable songs about drinking, D-I-V-O-R-C-E, and a dog in a truck. However, when it was all said and done, we were both a pint less on blood, but happy to know that someday, somewhere we may have made a small difference for someone else. Besides, the best part of the date: (Also free!) Cookies and punch. I guess we will have to get back on the no-sweets wagon another day. Plus, I'm still holding out that my REAL Valentine will actually be a dog. in a truck. Something for me. Something for him. Isn't that the way love's supposed to be?