Happy Valentine's Day..

Much to the chagrin of my boyfriend, Valentine's really isn't my day... he's this hopeless romantic and i'm on the opposite side of the extreme. Ah well. Why can't things be how they were in elementary school when you bought Transformers valentines at the local "CVS," bought the little candy hearts with all the writing on them, and went to school the next day knowing that you'd spend the entire morning creating a box out of construction paper and aluminum foil. That said, there was the inevitable Valentine's party.. the time when some of us (like myself) found out how unpopular we were when we got a Valentine and it turned out to be from our parents and shitty little girls like Amy Cook racked up on cards from everyone in a 3 mile radius. Nah, i'm not bitter ;) I'll admit it. I'm harboring a lot of repressed anger from childhood. Another part of my problem is that I hate Hallmark and 1-800-Flowers telling my man when he should be good to me. In my humble opinion, if he's acting right on the other 364 days, I don't need a special "holiday" reserved for him to express to me how special he thinks I am. And apart from ALL those things, I don't like chocolate anyway.. unless it's in brownies and we baked a whole batch of those yesterday.. YAY! :)

That's enough of my rambling because I have to get to work but Happy Valentine's Day to all. Boys that are proposing today - good luck :-) Girls that are expecting things (or aren't), don't be so hostile if things don't go perfectly. In the end, you have to remind yourself that he's a man and though he's doing the best he can, muck ups are bound to occur. And to my man - baby, I love you, I love you, I love you. You are the best thing to ever happen to me and I can't imagine life without you. Oh and one other thing - Rest up... ;) :-*

Cheers!