It's Valentine's Day! Hearts and flowers. Candy and jewelry. Love Songs. Yuck. Vomit. Blah!
Yes, it's true. I HATE Valentine's day. I hate the pressure and the pretense. I hate that the world tells us all to celebrate love on one specific day a year. What about the other 364 days? So, if you make a big show and give the person you love candy and flowers on February 14th does that mean you are off the hook the rest of the year? Wow, I sound cranky and a tad bit PMS'y, don't I...
Last year I boycotted Valentine's Day around here and wrote a post for the day after Cupid's big day. This year I am re posting it on the stupid little cherub's big day. You see, cranky as I may be, it's not that I don't want to celebrate love. I think we should all celebrate love more often. I just hate it that Hallmark and Kay's jewelry store tell me that I have to celebrate my love their way. So, here it is, "Love, the day after Valentine's Day".
As you all know at this point, I am of the opinion that Cupid is Stupid. That being said yesterday was Valentine's day. And, as I read many blog postings on love and kindness, it made me think about all of the love in my life and what I love. It's not love that I hate, it's Hallmark that is on my list. And that is why I decided to post this today, February 15, and not yesterday...
-to dance with my boys,
-the way my dogs get excited to see me whether I am coming home from being gone all day or have been out of the room for 20 minutes,
-the small soft kiss R gives me every evening when he walks in the door,
-that the 12yr old is the funniest kid I've ever met,
-that the 10yr old is my little mad scientist,
-that the 8yr old flashes his beautiful smile while slowly making my hair turn gray,
-the smell of a newborn baby,
-the warm cheeks of a toddler waking up from a nap,
See, I really am a big softy. Just please don't let it get around.