Valentine's Day. February 14th. I'm not a huge fan of this holiday.
Too many young girls pin all their hopes on this date. They hope to have flowers sent to school. Older girls worry about having a date or someone to share the evening with. And more girls are disappointed than thrilled.
To be be honest, it is just another day. We send cards when we're in grade school. We eat those little conversation hearts. Reservations at restaurants are hard to come by. Chocolate has been on the shelves since Christmas. Florists are inundated; red roses are usually the flower of choice. Everyone jumps through the same old hoops, and all in the name of romance.
It all seems a bit premeditated and/or forced. I'd rather the Mr. bring me chocolate or flowers for no particular reason, but just because he happened to be in line somewhere and thought of it. On the other hand, he cooks for me all the time which should be gift enough.
My gift to him is letting him watch old westerns and his sport of choice. (OK. I might whine a bit about that.) Actually, I'm taking in a college basketball game on Saturday. He wants to go. I'm going because he wants to go.
I wouldn't say no to a surprise Valentine ski trip or an Ipad or a color nook or a camera upgrade or... Well, I bet you get the drift. Of course, he shouldn't feel bound by Valentine's Day. He can surprise me with those any ol' time he wants! (He might want to wait until his checkbook can swing it!)
Actually, I'm celebrating Heart Day by making healthy hearts a priority. Isn't that romantic? The Mr. is off for his morning swim, while Baxter and I run and walk his morning path. The nice weather has made running possible again. I'm hoping it holds. The sunshine is good for all of us!
Happy Healthy Heart Day to you!