I love the shades of red and pink...
glitter-graphics.com I love the bling and the chocolates....
I mean, come on! Valentine's Day is by far the most girly-girl-girly-est of holidays. Pretty in Pink all over the place, baby! No, not THAT Pretty In Pink.
glitter-graphics.com Okay, yes. THAT Pretty In Pink.
But besides that....
The holiday, by it's very lovey-dove romantic nature, is not so fond of solo celebrators.
Hence the 'hate'.
I mean, don't you feel it, too? That need for a romantic Valentine?
One that I don't have.
And yes, I do realize that I'm totally wrapped up in the over-exposed, media-exploited-ness of it all. And no, I'm not alone out there... But in my head, well, there's just me in there. We think. I mean, 'I' think.
Anyway, to make matters worse, the soon-to-be ex most certainly DOES have a Valentine. Grrr....
Honestly though, do I want HIM as my Valentine? LORD NO!
But I am a bit jealous... Like sibling rivalry or something. Does that make sense? Maybe it doesn't even need to... But seriously. Why does HE get a Valentine and I don't?! Grrr... But then again, a lot of me really doesn't care. I'm sure she's a nice enough woman... Her interloping ended up being my godsend, really. So I do honestly wish her a nice Valentine's Day. I mean, there's a certain amount of gratitude there. As for him... Valentine's Day was never quite what I'd hoped it would be, and it wasn't even worth celebrating the last couple of times... So I can't really feel one way or the other about it. Yeah. That's about right. It kind of feels like a big where he's concerned.
Good. That's better.
But I still wish I had a romantic Valentine.
Like, just for the day, since I'm not interested in any boyfriend responsibilities right now. Worse than puppies, I swear. But I suppose girlfriend responsibilities aren't much better. Hee, hee.
So... Since a romantic Valentine isn't really my true desire this year, I will gladly forget the romance side of Valentine's Day and think more about the love we have for friends and family.
I will order a heart-shaped ice cream cake from Dairy Queen and a couple of heart-shaped pizzas from Rocky Rococo's, and I will celebrate with my family--me, my boys, and my parents. Maybe I can even get my grandma and grandpa to join in on the fun. We'll have our own party, and I'll feel the love--just like I always do from my family.
And friends? Oh, I love them all... My friends at home, at work, in LJ Land, and abroad.
So this Saturday I promise I will think of each of you and send you each a friendly smooch.
Hope you think of me, too.
And, now that I think of it, maybe I'll even buy myself some fresh flowers. (Monkey not included.)