Valentine

Happy Valentine's Day!

It isn’t such a big deal around our house. Not that I don’t appreciate romance, because really I do. I just appreciate it a whole lot more when it seems sincere. But we do celebrate it – in a mini way.

I always do something special for the girls. That meant a late night run to the store since I had totally neglected to plan this year. And apparently I wasn’t the only one that didn’t plan because about 90% of the male population of our town was there too. Poor guys, they all looked panicked and desperate to find just the right stuffed bear. Pink …or red…or purple? Which one!? WHICH ONE SHOULD I GET?!

And of course, I also grabbed a box of chocolates for the husband. Because I wanted some chocolate.

So this won’t go down as my most creative Valentine’s, that’s for sure. I don’t think anything can beat our very first Valentine’s together. We had only been dating a few months and he planned a special evening out. I couldn’t wait to exchange gifts. He opened mine and didn’t know what to say. After a moment, he looked at me confused and said “Are these for me?” I had gotten him a sequined thong. Not that I ever, ever wanted to see it on him – but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to see the look on his face when he opened them. Or when I said, with a completely straight face, “Yeah, I want you to wear them tonight”.

Now that was some Valentine’s panic.