The dreaded Valentine's Day. Nothing is more depressing than being single on Valentine's Day...again and again.
I got 3 Valentines this year. The first was from Emily. That came in the mail on Saturday. She made it herself. (She's almost 6.)
The 2nd was delivered today. It was a molten chocolate cake (made by my aunt and uncle) from my parents. I ate it before noon. (I ate lunch first.)
The 3rd was an e-mail from my co-worker Bobbi. It was a Valentine from Madison, her new baby. Cute pictures of Madison in a little V-Day outfit.
That was it. And you know what? I'm good. The main thing that I don't like about Valentine's Day is that people go over the top to say I Love You. They really should be saying it all the time. Then Valentine's Day wouldn't be such a big deal. But hey, what do I know? I've only been single for the past 12 years.
No comments:
Post a Comment