Sexism at Safeway

So, I kind of suck at being romantic.

I mean, I try.

But my husband is SO much better at I than I.

So Saturday morning at 8am, Valentine's Day, I'm at the grocery store buying roses and a card for my husband. (And no people, I'm not crazy, I was up on my way to Torah study and realized that I had to buy them in the morning, because by the time I would be back home after services all the good flowers would be gone.)

The store had a large section of last-minute gifts for people to buy their loved ones.
- plush puppies
- scented candles
- balloons
- lotions
- some kind of weird ceramic rabbit
- chocolates of every type and variety

I looked around desperately, hoping for some kind of last-minute tool gift, an aftershave, a computer gadget, anything I could get Jonathan.  But no.  It all catered to women!

And then in the check-out line I actually laughed... I was surrounded by men.  Not one woman in the entire store was buying Valentine's Day things, except for me.

LIFE IS SO UNFAIR.


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The evening was great though.  Robin and Mom stayed with the kids, and we went to a Victorian bar with great food and live music!