Happy Valentine's Day.
I think I am a member of a small, underground minority of women that really, truly don't care about this holiday. Brian is soooo lucky he married me because no one can ever accuse him of being romantic. He is off the hook, big time, with Valentine nonsense.
I was walking through Wegmans yesterday and noticed the flower department.
It was very beautifully stocked with masses of red roses.
Red roses that cost 3 or 4 times what they did last week.
My children both had their Valentine's parties for school yesterday.
I believe that Valentine's Day is now a 2nd Halloween with all the candy and sugar they came home with. They were on sugar highs the ENTIRE day.
And what about all the people that don't have a "Valentine" but desperately want one. Or even worse, the people who have lost the love of their lives.
This, in some respects, can be a very cruel day.
It's not that I am being cynical about love.
I'm not.
I am in love with my valentine.
I am just quietly complaining and venting about this day.
Quietly because even though I don't care for it I still find myself playing the game.
I get sucked in.
I start to second guess myself and start thinking....
"If I don't get him anything does that make me a bad wife?"
"Well, so and so's husband did something so nice and thoughtful, mine didn't do anything... what does that mean???"
"Was this the first card he picked up or did he read through several and this one meant the most?" (Haha... I always love that thought, I always already know the answer.)
"Am I going to hurt his feelings if I don't get him anything?"
....and so on and so on.
Foolishness. Pure foolishness.
But that's what happens.
The pressure to prove to everyone else that you are happy and in love.
I find it much more meaningful for flowers, genuine "I love you's", a dinner out (without kids), or kisses on a random day... an unexpected day.
So, Brian... I have declared it to the world that
you are officially off the hook with this wretched holiday.
I won't second guess or question.
Promise.
BUT...
...if you decide to show up with a puppy I'll really know how much you love me!
:)
P.S. For all of you that adore this day, here's a little Barry White to get you in the mood! ;)
7 comments:
Very nicely put =)
I'm with you about Valentine's day. I bought Devin some locally made chocolates to give him but I had a craving for sugar/chocolate so I gave them to him early and I ate half the box : )
I'm also with you. I don't really care about Valentine's Day either.
I'm glad tim didn't opt for the overpriced roses this year. All I need is a "Happy Valentine's Day, I love you".
love the pic, is that yours?! i agree completely, you know that. the candy situation from the school party is out of control and what about the pressure to do what barry white is suggesting?!
Hey, puppy or not, he came home w/ a tv and you didn't have to freak out in Allentown.
KA- I technically own the slip but it's not mine. When I inherited my grandmother's hope chest, I got all the contents of it. This was in there. I thought it was pretty. ;)
Oh and by the way everyone... Brian showed up with box of Godiva chocolates but not a puppy. :)))
When I was in college and single, my girlfriends and I would wear black on Feb. 14th, blast Alanis Morrissette music in our dorm rooms and eat chocolate we'd bought ourselves. Now *that* was a Valentine's Day!
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