Look! I bought flowers!
Let's just pretend that I didn't have to unceremoniously dump a huge pile of stuff on the floor in order to clear a large enough space to take a picture of them.
I brought heart shaped treats to work today. I sent a flurry of cards in the mail. I am perfectly content to wallow in paste and red paper and leave the romance out of it, thank you.
Valentine's Day is tricky - I love it, platonically. I love baked goods swathed in pink icing. I love seeing cheesy cut out hearts everywhere. I love paper lace doilies. I do not love bouquets of tight budded red roses and diamond earrings and fancy restaurant reservations and high expectations.
D and I just realized that this will be the first Valentine's Day we've spent together in three years. No, we aren't doing anything in particular. We aren't exchanging gifts, because I always feel like it's a bit awkward and forced unless you happen to have a brilliant idea. One year, in high school, Dustin bought me a hamster. Best gift ever.* Actually, I got a coupon (with a hand illustrated hamster) and then I got to pick out my own hamster. Because really the logistics of something like that are tricky - you cannot in good conscience stick a rodent in someone's locker as a surprise.
Hope your weekend is lovely, Valentine's Day or not, with or without fuzzy rodents.
*Absolutely not a hint that I want another hamster. As much as I loved Creeper, I'm done.