I think spending many a Valentines Day alone, going to school or heaven forbid, school dances ALONE on this special day, year after year pretty much did me in for the rest of my life. And why did I continue to go to dances alone, err... with my friends, anyway?? I mean, I look back and they were fun, but definitely not something I would ever torture myself with now a days... ya know, if I got the chance.
Anyway, that's not what I came here to talk about, my lonely days ; )
Did you know that Stephen and I have been 'together' for almost 8 years? Did you know that a few days ago we learned something new about each other? Neither one of us likes Valentine's Day and could care less if we celebrate it, after all, it's just a dumb 'Hallmark Holiday'.
Then he went shopping yesterday and got me something... from Tiffany's. Stupid Valentine's Day.
Fine. I accept gifts. But you wanna know something? I don't ever, like ever, want to go out to dinner with my 'valentine' on Valentine's Day. I've only done it once before, the first year Stephen and I were married. We stayed at the Broadmoor hotel (thanks sister in law discount!) and went out to eat at a nearby restaurant. Can we say awkward?? Every table is a 2 top and you know everyone is there only because Valentine's Day told them to do so. And everyone is trying so hard to be romantic, because they don't want to be outdone by someone else. The restaurants are all. packed. With a million reservations and still wait times of 10 minutes or more. I'm fine with going on dates with my husband, love it! But on Valentine's Day? It seems forced. Pressure cooker! I know, I kinda have strong opinions for only having gone on a Vday date... ONE time, but it was enough to know I don't need to do it anytime soon. Maybe I'll give it a try once the kids are older. Right now I judge most of my activities on a 'is it worth it to find a babysitter' basis. Vday? Not so much :)
OH, I guess I should add that I'm not a total grinch. Seeing everything, including Valentine's Day, through the eyes of a child is more fun, more exciting and wonderful and amazing blah blah blah...
But it really is special (hearts hearts hearts)
; )
Okay, for serious. The best thing this year: My sister Sara came over to watch the kids while I went to a salon to get my hair done (first time in yyeeeearrrs!!) and when I came home she and Kyla had made heart shaped sugar cookies!!! TOO CUTE! And I got home in time to help decorate the different sized hearts with pink, bright pink and white frosting and sprinkles. And they were DELISH!
*Note to reader* Sugar cookies are the thorn in my side. I have given up and don't even attempt. So to have them in my house all heartsy and pinky and cutesy was SO FUN!
See?? I'm lovey!!
I feel the same way about Valentine's. (and Mother's Day and Father's Day while we're at it.) I can see how something simple or shiny (say...coming from a TIFFANY'S box) might be nice but no need for all the forced show to impress. Roses and heart shaped boxes of chocolate seem too generic to be meaningful, but I guess it depends on the person.
ReplyDeleteNow, let's discuss the aforementioned sugar cookies. Thorn in your side because you hate? Or thorn in your side because you love too much??
you are very welcome for the sugar cookies. maybe kyla and I could make cookies in Breck in a week... who knows.
ReplyDeleteThe sugar cookies... they *never* turn out right for me! I fully blame it on the altitude, but every time I try they turn out too flat and the shapes are unidentifiable! I make adjustments, I make sure they are chilled, I've used tips and tricks to make sure they come out perfect, and no.
ReplyDeleteSo when I came home and Sara had whipped out a couple dozen I was like... what just happened? What recipe did you use?? Oh, my cookbook over there? You made no altitude adjustments? Oh. awesome.