Valentine's Day

Hasn't been one of my consistent all time favorite holidays. Either I break up with somebody right before V-day or start dating them right after V-day. Except for the little treats in grade school, I honestly don't remember receiving a card from a guy--outside of my dad--on V-day. Sad, huh?

Well, wait, do you consider e-cards? This is the 21st century. A couple years ago, Bear (the man who refuses to talk to me because he feels I showed disrespect by speaking to his pastor about him) did send me an e-card, plus wrote a teeny poem how it was good I was in his life. Ha!
Bet he wishes now that poem was written with toxic ink.

Outside of that, no cards and no flowers. I once worked with this girl who recieved 5 rose bouquets from 5 different guys. And I ain't just talking a couple roses in a vase. Nope. These took up one corner of the office! At the time, I don't I even knew 5 guys to just say "hi" to.

I'm not saying all V-days are bad. Nope. By V-day 1978, I was still all giddy because I'd cspent time in Provo, Utah. Yes, Provo, Utah. Donny and Marie Osmond were in full swing filming their original variety show there. Long story short, a bunch of us girls, got to spend time in the Green Room of Osmond Studio. We were celebrating a girl's birthday. Parker Stevenson was a guest on the show and wound up coming into to see us. Saw just about every Osmond--along with Marie who turned some ice cream cake: "A moment on your lips is a lifetime on your hips." Then the man, Donny Osmond came in! Oh, YEA! He sang Happy Birthday to the birthday girl and hung with us for awhile. You talk about a great day! We ended it by going to to Salt Lake City. Shaun Cassidy was doing a concert there and wondered if could get a glimpse of him. Back then he and Parker Stevenson were on TV as the "The Hardy Boys." So why not try to see the other "Hardy?" As Mr. Da-do-ron ron rushed through the hotel, we squeezed his hand. That was it. It was enough. It was 1978.

In recent times, I've learned to celebrate V-day just for me. Pamper myself, with some morsel I desire. Movie, ice cream, anything. Whatever makes ME happy. Didn't need to rely on anybody to make the day special. Why force something? Now, don't get me wrong. Flowers, candy or even a card would be nice. But ya know, when I think of the love that circles me every day, Valentine's Day is just another day.

Cue up a little Shaun Cassidy....why not? :)