February 14, 2008

Valentine's Day - Take Two

Now that you've had a chance to read about how Fawn and I spent our first Valentine's Day together, I though I would share the story of our second Valentine's Day.

It was exam time in University and we were both very busy studying, finishing assignments, and working. Perhaps that's why Fawn said to me, "Let's not do anything for Valentine's Day - anything at all - and have our Valentine's Day after exams are over."

"Nothing at all?" I asked for clarification.

"Nothing at all," she told me.1

Valentine's Day came and nothing is what I did. Fawn gave me a card, but she was upset about something when she did. She wouldn't tell me what she was upset about.  I figured that it couldn't possibly have anything to do with me not getting her even a card.  After all, we had agreed to do nothing.

I was so naive.

A month passed and she finally told me what was wrong. I had goofed up. Doing "nothing" didn't really mean doing nothing for Valentine's Day. I should have at least gotten a card. How could I ever recover from such an enormous goof-up?

Somehow I'd find a way.

We took a road trip to Toronto to visit some friends and family. One afternoon, we went to see a play that one of Fawn's friends had directed. After the play, I put my plan into action.

"Let's go for a walk," I suggested.

"But I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat," she replied.

"We will. I have somewhere in mind."

We started walking. I had to time things just right. We had a lot of blocks to cover before we reached our destination, but I didn't want to make things obvious. We zigged and zagged through the streets of Toronto getting slowly closer to where we were going.

Fawn's hunger was starting to take its toll and I was beginning to wonder if I shouldn't just give in and agree to stop at one of the many restaurants she was pointing out along the way. Taking a risk, I encouraged her to continue.

Finally, we made it to the base of our destination: the CN Tower.

Fawn thought that we were going to one of the restaurants near the base of the Tower and was a little surprised when I insisted that we ride the elevator to the top. At the top of the CN Tower, after all, was the revolving restaurant.

Things had been timed perfectly. We got there in time to see the city one one revolution in the daylight and then for it to rotate to the perfect position for watching the sunset. We ate our meal and stayed for one more revolution, watching the lights of the city twinkling in the dark.

It was romantic. I asked Fawn if it made up for my Valentine's Day blunder.

Fortunately, it had.

1The conversation may not have been exactly as written, but that's the general gist of it.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh, Michael, your memory is like a sieve since you hit 30. No wait, it was like that even before you hit 30.

At least you got the part about the perfect timing and our wonderful meal in the rotating restaurant right. ;)