Oh woe, here we go…Valentine’s Day is tomorrow…

For some, actually, quite a few of us, February 14th isn’t all that great. Take me, for example: I’ve got a great husband, been married for 36 years. He can cook. he can clean. But he can’t do flowers. He thinks Valentine’s Day is a Hallmark-American Greeting conspiracy/scam. It bugged me for about 25 years. I did the math. That’s 25 bad Valentine’s days. Over three weeks, if you lined all those bad days together. I do not have room in my life for this many bad days, so I took matters in my own hands. Bought my own flower. Yep. A red rose, for $4.99 at the grocery.Found some baby’s breath clippings in the trash. And wrote out my own card: “And you thought I forgot!” Finally, I had flowers on my desk at work. Everyone knew these weren’t from anybody but me. So ladies, rise up above your expectations. Defeat disappointment this year. For five bucks or less,skip the latte this Valentine’s Day and buy your own. Don’t forget the card. It’s the best part! Let me know if you take my advice and what you bought yourself! Enjoy the day. XOXO