Un-Valentine
Today, a friend of mine pointed out that Kevin and I never post anything mushy about each other on Valentine’s Day, which seems odd, since we get gooey on each other (wow….that sounded dirty, and I really didn’t mean it to) just about every other day of the year. So. Let me tell you a story.
Kevin and I have never—and I do mean never—had a good Valentine’s Day. I can’t even begin to tell you how many things have gone wrong on each and every February 14th, whether it’s the restaurant losing our reservations or being snowed-in so we missed dinner completely or finding a tumor on my dog’s leg or even spending the day in the ER. This year, we’re not even in the same state (which still beats out the ER and the dog’s leg).
We finally gave up the ghost two years ago. I figure it’s like this: Every other day of the year is Valentine’s for us. Flowers and cards get sent throughout the year, so it’s not like we need one special day to show off our love for one another. Now, we don’t do anything special on Valentine’s Day itself. I think we may have outsmarted Cupid. Typically, we shoot for something special either the weekend before or the weekend after.
So, tomorrow we’ll be together at Disney World. But that doesn’t mean that I’m not missing my Valentine today. I love you, baby. Oh, and F-you Cupid. We’re smarter than you.
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