As a teenager I longed for wild declarations of love on Valentine’s Day or at the very least a beautiful card from a gorgeous, mysterious, secret admirer.
It never happened….obviously.
On one occasion I did receive a card signed off with only a question mark and I lived in hope that my dreams had come true. Unfortunately, I found out later it came from a boy who was a neighbour, and worse still he was three years younger than me. That put an end to any romantic notions.
Just Another Day
Now St Valentine’s Day is just another day. I couldn’t care less about cards and my idea of romance has changed over the years. Kindness and thoughtfulness on a day to day basis beats any trumped up romantic overtures on one day of the year. And I avoid eating out on Valentine’s night like the plague. Packed restaurants, overcooked and overpriced food and feeling you must hold hands over the table just because it’s Valentines is my idea of hell.
It is wonderful to receive flowers or chocolates but even better when I am least expecting it….not because of a certain date on the calendar. However, not everyone in our house feels the same. According to my teenage daughter my feelings on St Valentine’s Day are completely irrelevant and I simply do not understand.
Oh yes, romance is alive and well in our house. She has now acquired a boyfriend and I received a text from him recently. He wants to buy my daughter a pup for Valentine’s Day!
Love’s young dream and my worst bloody nightmare.
I can only thank my lucky stars he had the wit to ask first. Could you imagine if he had turned up with a cute fluffy pup? The oohs and aaahs over the adorable mutt. I would have been the bad guy for saying we can’t keep it, and I would have been stuck with it. We already have two cats and a dog and who feeds them? Definitely not my daughter!
So I gave the only advice I could……
“Not unless it’s stuffed.”
Whats not to love!