Valentine's day is funny. Not ha-ha funny, although sometimes maybe, but amusing. Growing up, of course, there were the school parties. We'd make our Valentine's "mail bags" out of white paper bags and decorate them with cut-out hearts & drawings. Then, you'd tape it onto the end of your desk. The day arrived- you had to have a valentine for every kid in your class. Whoever Johnny cutesy was you had to think long and hard for his valentine, right? I choo-choo-chooose you, Valentine. I was always a fan of the kids who brought the mini boxes of nerds for everyone- SCORE! Sugar rush in one gulp.
Anywhoos, then there were the junior high/high school years. My dad was my consistent valentine, always sending me flowers to school, such a sweet dad. In junior high, you could send a carnation to your friends & admirees for $1. White was for friendship, pink was for crush, and red was for loooove. Obviously, you worked out saweet deals with your gal pals to send you pink & red ones so that you'd look really adored.
Then in college, we had Single's Awareness Day (S.A.D.) instead of Valentine's Day- we'd get the girlfriends together to eat & tell funny stories & have a blast doing it. And, obviously, to make fun of couples celebrating Valentine's Day- HA! Who needs men?!
Now, here I am, snuggled up beside the best husband & best dog to ever exist. Adam is so thoughtful and loving, it's not like he has to do any damage control on Valentine's Day, but he's still a sweetie head and brings me flowers. Good guy, that one. I hope you're having a happy stinkin' Valentine's day.