This is how much I care about Valentine’s Day. Zero. This was my conversation Wednesday morning while Lou was getting ready for work.
Lou: So are we exchanging Valentine’s?
Me: Well, I made cookies for my sister’s kids, and plan on baking something for our Mom’s. I bought each girl something small and I was planning on making you a card, but I doubt I will get around to it. So, NO.
Lou: Ok, good, I haven’t gotten you a card either. Love you, BYE.
I used to love to make homemade Valentine’s with the kids for all the student in their classes but now the only one in school is Trinity. I bought her all the supplies and was so excited but she complained the whole time that she hates to make them. “Why can’t I just buy them like the other kids?”
me: “Because anyone can buy them at Target, making them is special and shows you care.”
trin: “What if I don’t really care?
me: “Well, you should.”
And then there is the Tiara issue. Anytime anyone takes out a pen, a glue stick or any art supply aside from a crayon she is on you like flies on poop. It is practically impossible to create anything artistic without her destroying it. She is so obsessed with pens that I keep all the pens in a cup and have to change the hiding spot to different cabinets all the time because she finds them and goes straight to the couch to start coloring.
I still buy my girl’s little Valentine gifts because Valentine’s Day seems really important when you are a child or single, so I try to celebrate for them.
Oh I forgot our tradition. Every year I bake a yellow cake with chocolate frosting in the shape of a heart. As I am writing this I am realizing that a put a lot of effort into Valentine’s Day for everyone except my true Valentine, Louie. But he wouldn’t have it any other way. He likes that he can depend on me to always make the holidays special for our girls and do something for everyone in our family. I used to be really good and send everyone cards, but I’m too tired now lately.
I will end with a funny story of Lou and I. Our first Valentine’s Day as a couple, we were apart. I was in Europe and he was in San Diego. He sent me a few different cards and then bought me a dozen Mrs. Field’s cookies and sent them with my parents who were coming to visit me in France. With the cookies he sent another card. When I opened it, I was expecting a super romantic, lovely card declaring his love for me but instead it was a goofy card. An extra large card with a huge ape on the front blowing kisses. When I opened it he had written me a letter which started something like this:
I miss you so much. I started back at the gym and was practicing my wrestling and got a weird rash. I went to the doctor and he said I had mat disease from wrestling on dirty mats. Hopefully the medicine will clear it up. Miss you and love you.
I mean who the heck writes that in a Valentine’s card? I remember just shaking my head from side to side and I kept thinking, “That’s a really weird card, but he is so sweet and cute. Oh well !”
Hope you have great Valentine’s Day!
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