Could I bombard you with some fun crafty things to do/make with your kids? Sure.
Will I do either of those thing? Nope. And why will I not do any of those things, you ask?
Because chances are that if you read a single article at all online today, or if you log on to Facebook once today, or even if you just walk outside today, you’ll be hit face first with the V-Day stick.
Have fun with that.
I’m going to warn you up front that I’m about to get all Bah-Humbug up in here for The Holiday That Shall Not Be Named.
I mean, sure it was fine in grade school when everyone got cards and you spent the day pretending to love everyone equally, while secretly hoping you got better candy in your homemade card box than the smelly kid in class.
And I mean sure, it wasn’t even that bad in high school when you got bought and recieved hershey kiss roses for 25 of your closest friends. (And not (only) because you wanted to have more than every body else did. Because you really did love eveyone!!)
I don’t hate V-Day. Honest. I don’t hate the idea of it, I don’t hate the commercialization of it (let’s be honest, it is no more commercialied than any other holiday), and I don’t even hate that some people feel forced into celebrating.
I actually kind of dig the idea that you take a day to tell someone how much they mean to you. Never mind that you *should* be doing this all the time. You forget. It happens.
Its just that, me? I don’t celebrate it.
I never have. Even when I had a boyfriend in years past, I didn’t make a big deal about it. (I’ve never been accused of being overly romantic, either, in case you were wondering.)
I’m heading out of town for the weekend, so I thought I’d take this opportunity to give you a gift: a V-Day gift in the form of an early Friday Funnies edition.
It’s just too easy to mock this holiday is all and besides, I’m heading out of town this afternoon and hope to ignore my computer for the majority of the weekend.
So, while others are celebrating with their main squeeze, I’ll be in my car. Heading, ironically enough, to my best friend’s wedding.
My best friend who, coincidentally, used to try to convince me that I would definitely get married before her.
Pft. I WIN!
I will leave you on that note, kids.
Have a great Valentine’s Day, whether you are single or coupled, whether you love the holiday or think it is an abomination invented by Hallmark and florists, and whether your night plans include cuddling or….something else.
Thanks for reading my little (random, pointless, silly) blog! Happy Valentine’s Day and Happy (early) weekend!