I don’t think this post needs much explaining on my end at all now, does it? Bent over, a cooked and crooked string bean, this old man is looking for his Valentine’s greeting card. Looking for just the right one! Going through the arduous work of scanning to find the correct wording.
Maybe he’s got stock in Hallmark - just keepin’ the sales going. Maybe he’s into expressing his love with red paper and dark chocolates. Maybe he’s simply hoping to get some action tonight like the rest of us.
All I know is, I pray this is my husband in 40 years, achy and slow and adorable, committed to wooing me still, and inspiring lastima at a CVS near you.
p.s. Thanks, Kelly Pesek for this photo, and for the text that made me weep!