There is something to be said for Valentine’s Day. Many people seem to object to it these days. Singles who are bitter about other people having a day devoted to love when they themselves are alone, people who think it is far too commercial an enterprise, invented solely to get people to spend money, and people who may not care about it one way or another, but would just as soon have any day be a special day as long as it isn’t written down on the calendar when they buy it.
Personally, I have always had a soft spot in my heart for the holiday. I have definitely been that single girl before, watching the cute couples as they present with gifts, seeing the way the girls carried around their flowers and bears in high school. I always wanted to be one of them, clearly marked out as someone special enough to have Valentine. Looking back, I’m glad I never was. I definitely prefer a more subtle approach, and would have been happy but embarrassed to get a gift from some secret admirer. Anyway, even during those single days, I loved Valentine’s Day. I mean, my Mom always gave me presents and I usually got some flowers from Dad. They were pretty good about being sure that I knew some boy wasn’t the only way I would feel loved.
Today (technically yesterday), I definitely had a great Valentine’s day. I got to wish one of my best friends in the whole world happy birthday, as well as think about how it is my great grampa’s 98th birthday and my uncle’s birthday, too! I also got to spend the day with my roomie Ariel, traversing the majestic downtown Dallas area at the Dallas Museum of Art. It was a blast, and I will definitely put up some pictures of that later. To cap it off, I went to Mercado Juarez with Mark and then came back home and watched James and the Giant Peach. I also got a pretty amazing bunch of flowers and a completely wonderful comic type thing that my amazingly talented bf made me out of our pictures. Not to mention a cool hand drawn card from my mom and a box of chocolates from my mom!
Yes, I am a lover of Valentine’s day, and I can’t help it. 