Okay, I’ll confess. I have about as much romanticism in my soul as a Spam Sandwich would. I mean, yeah, I’m definitely a happy camper, but I think I’m missing my Valentine’s Day genes. It’s probably somewhere underneath the carpet.
I’m trying to remember what I did last Valentine’s Day. I draw a blank. Then I try to remember the other Valentine’s Days. No dice. I think I’m okay with being able to watch a movie and belch at the same time. Valentines Day treats? No, just make me a good steak or something.
I should be more into this Valentines Day thing. I should be thinking roses. The last thing I think I ever sent was a care package. I thought that if I did that, at least I’d be able to munch on something if they didn’t want it.
And then of course, it’s Friday the 13th today. Is this any coincidence? Is Valentine’s Day a continuation of today? As things go, it’s not a bad day, but I wonder…
Anyone else feeling this way? What does one do for Valentines Day? I’m at a loss.