Please, Please Me

“I’ve been meditating all day on how best to serve you, because I knew you were coming in today.”

Perhaps I’m an old fool, in fact, I don’t doubt that on some fronts, but you couldn't say a nicer thing to me. Frankly, a lovely young man saying that, holding a proper cup of coffee made just the way I like it makes me bubble over with girlish delight. The only problem is, how do we get a lovely young man to do that on a regular enough basis? And will he wear the hot pants? Ah, only in my dreams, I fear.