Wednesday, February 13, 2008
For so many years I despised Valentine's Day. Before I was married, I spent very little of my life in relationships. I was always single and nothing reminded me of that fact more than Valentine's Day. So, you're probably expecting me to say that I love it now- well, guess what? I don't! We don't even celebrate it! I mean, it's a good excuse to eat chocolate, but H and I don't exchange gifts or cards. I stopped at the drugstore on the way home to get D some valentines for school, then the Hallmark store to get her stickers, and the grocery store to pick up soy milk. The floral section at Kroger was mobbed with people. The card aisle was full of men. I saw a colleague at check-out who dropped his wife's card as he was leaving. When he stopped to pick it up, he said that he was glad that remembered on time this year. Oh dear. Why should people be knocking themselves out over this? Aren't birthdays and anniversaries and Christmas enough? It just seems crazy to me. Is anyone else with me on this? Am I just too cynical? Am I sick in the head that I don't want a diamond pendant?