Ohhhh… Valentine’s Day….
I wish I could be one of those single girls that swears this is a holiday that was invented by Hallmark and that its fake. But I’m not, I actually buy into it (sue me). And think that it’s kind of cute. Yes you should tell people and show them how you feel year round, I get it, I understand that. But still the whole red, pink & white of the season is very appealing. I still can remember making the cute ‘mail boxes’ out of shoe boxes for school and my grandmother taking me to Eckerd Drugs to buy my Valentine’s Day cards to pass out to my friends. I’m one of those people that I enjoy giving as much as enjoy receiving.
But as an adult, Valentine’s Day comes with slightly more pressure than it did when I was in the 4th grade… You no longer have those cute shoe box mail boxes to deposit those cute “be mine” cards. One of the most fun Valentine’s Day was with some girl friends, we ordered take out from a fancy restaurant, got matching PJs and had a sleepover at my house, like if we were all 12 but we were more like 25. One of the worst Valentine’s Days I’ve had, my date cooked a seafood paella (I don’t eat seafood and I don’t hide my dislike for it, not a secret. He liked seafood so he cooked for him.) with a less than lovely necklace from Wal-Mart (therefore my hatred for that store).
But I still have hopes of one Valentine’s Day a boy (my age or there abouts) showing up at my house with flowers… One day… I know it will happen. Until then, I will be my own Valentine and show up at home with flowers (tulips), my own gifts – and wrap them all in beautiful red wrapping with matching bow. So sue me, I like Valentine’s Day…