Dine and Dish

Did I ever tell you about the time ten years ago when my husband and I were invited to be on The Dr. Phil Show? I don't think I have... Let me give you some back story first. When I was in high school, on Valentine's Day every year, our school office would be overloaded with flowers, balloons, candy, stuffed animals, etc. The bigger, the better. The school office was long and in the main area of the building. Lined with windows, you could easily walk by and see every inch of the office. Teen girls would walk by the windows, sneak a glance, envious of the other girls picking up their armfuls of Valentine's. We'd wait anxiously, all day, for our name to be called over the loud speaker to come pick up "something in the office." For me, it happened once and it was from an admirer whom I didn't appreciate like I should (sorry, Doug Hammer). I had boyfriends in high school and I had plenty of love from my family. They just didn't shower me with flowers and candy and balloons on Valentine's day. They always gave me something, but it was never through a public display at school. I knew I was loved, but always felt slighted because of the lack of goodies waiting in the school office for me. I had high expectations and they weren't being met. … [Continue reading]