One of the great things about the UP–one of the MANY great things about the UP–is that there’s a group of entrepreneurs out there who come up with products that shine the light on our fair peninsula.
You can get Yooper mugs, Yooper shirts, Yooper stickers, Yooper hats, Yooper soaps, Yooper pillows, and hundreds of other Yooper themed products.
But what about Yooper valentines?
I could be wrong–as we both know, I often am– but I don’t recall seeing a Yooper-themed line of valentines for sale in stores. So as a public service to anyone who wants to give it a go next year, here are a few ideas for Yooper valentines.
No need to thank me. A royalty check will do just fine.
You could start off with something simple, something that plays off of Yooper stereotypes, like Valentines that say “You’re the gravy on my pasty,” or “I love you more than opening day,” or “You’re sweeter than Mackinac Island fudge…but without all the calories.”
Some of them could just be a play on words, like “I’m Crystal Fall-Fall-Falling for you.”
For a long distance relationship, you could have one that says “I moose you. Come back to da UP.”
One could even be slightly risque with no words that actually are risque, like “You can iron my river any time.”
If you’re single and just want to give yourself a valentine, it might say “Who needs anyone? You’re Superior just the way you are.”
You could target the valentines to certain towns, like one that would say “You don’t have to hit me Ontonagon to show your love.”
Or, if you’re not quite sure where things are headed in your relationship, how about one that puts it all out there– “I’d drive the Seney Stretch 500 times for your love.”
Okay, maybe not 500 but at least…twice.
Once if it’s snowing.
Well, it IS the Seney Stretch, so how about if we just stay friends?”
Those are but a few suggestions in a pool of infinite possibilities. So, business people looking for an idea, think about it.
If we can have Yooper cribbage boards why not Yooper Valentines?
Have a great Valentine’s Day, everyone!
I’m Jim Koski, and that’s another slice of “Life in the 906.”
