'cuz I really do! I have not liked Valentine's day since Jr. high. Once I became the brooding teen I was, I always wore black on Valentine's day. Guess What? I'm wearing black. Yep. I still hate it. It is a stupid holiday in which people who otherwise might not go out of there way to do something special for each other do. Nice.I much prefer Tuesdays. Yep, Tuesdays. Years ago, when I told my now husband that we WERE NOT celebrating Valentines day, because it is a stupid forced affection day, I told him I much prefer a surprise on a random Tuesday. One random Tuesday, he showed up with flowers, the next I sent him a card, and while we were dating this went on. After almost 12 years of marriage, Tuesdays are making a comeback. It is so nice to get a note, or card or flower (we do have kids now, so only one is in the budget!) for no reason rather than because it is expected.
Did I mention I get injured on Valentine's Day? The one year my now husband decided he would get me a Valentine's day gift, I got so mad I jumped on my dorm room bed hastily and managed to sprain my ankle. I softened to Valentine's day in 2000, when my daughter had a cute outfit to wear, that year, I shattered my humerus and had to have emergency surgery and 7 months of physical therapy to use my arm again. Ever since the Arm, we let the kids do their parties, but we do not mention the V-day. Tuesdays are much safer!
Happy Rod in the Arm Day, as we call it around here.
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Amen sister! Did you read mine?
Bryan read it to me when he snuck over her Saturday night to pick up his camera.
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