On being romantic...

I'm a romantic at heart, and I try and go for these awesome, romantic touches. Which only work, I might add, when other people cooperate. You always see in the movies where the guy asks this chick to marry him on the big jumbo screen at a baseball or basketball game. Now, with my luck, if I went for big screen to show my love to someone, the people in charge would either forget this completely, or get the name wrong. ("I love you, MICK, Love DORA...") And you say, "oh, of course that wouldn't happen!!, Don't be such a pessimist..."

But that kind of stuff does happen. I thought I would be all romantic, so I wrote Nick a poem about the ocean, and told him to read it on deck, looking out at the sea, listening to the crashing waves. The perfect setting, right? IF YOU GET THE NOTE, MAYBE... I then sent it to the ship's email, with his room #, like you are supposed to do when you want to get ahold of someone who is in the middle of the ocean.

Only, they failed to deliver it. It was probably mistakenly delivered to the room of an old married couple, and now the wife probably thinks her husband is having an affair on her. *sigh*

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I can see it now...

"Wilbur!!! WHO just sent you this bit of LOVE poetry?" (voice raised several notches).

"I don't know, honey, it must be a mistake..." (confused voice of poor husband).

"Oh, its no mistake, don't take me for a fool!!! I can't believe you would do this to me!!!" (enraged voice of wife...)

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Yes, I have a rather vivid imagination, and I'm getting a bit carried away with it, but you get my point. Not only is such a misplaced email embarrassing (I dont' want anyone to read my mush and gush), but it does have some disaster potential.

Or perhaps, some red coated bell boy was nosy and read the message he was supposed to deliver and decided to keep the poem; and, after he memorized it, wooed some unsuspecting female on the QE2. Whatever the case, I think if you pay half your life savings for a cruise (like you have to these days), you ought to have all your mail delivered ... with roses.... and with a mint on your pillow! And no tips for nosy bell boys.

Now then, maybe I should let this be a bit of a warning for further attemps at romantic settings... Who knows what would happen if I tried to have a candlelight dinner? I might set my hair on fire and look like Stephen King's Carrie. Hmmmm... McDonald's, anyone?