I have to admit, I am not a really big fan of Valentine's Day. I think it just adds insult to injury when you're single and makes boyfriends/girlfriends and husbands/wives feel guilty if they don't participate in the over priced chocolate and rose brigade. I am a firm believer that if you are doing things right there is no need for a holiday to say you gotta do it more. Every day (or maybe just a couple times a month) is Valentines Day.I had a really really hard day yesterday. I was an emotional train wreck and was counting the minutes until I could escape to bed. Hopefully leaving no victims in my wake. I just wanted everything to go away. No, of course I am not suicidal or anything of the sort. I just couldnt get my big girl panties to fit right and to say they were in a bunch is a total understatement. I was on the brink of either ugly crying or my head exploding in anger. Seriously---neon sign over my head that was flashing...TOTAL FEMALE RIGHT HERE!
I was clearly upset. But why? I was mad that no one made me feel special on this stupid holiday. I am NOT single, I shouldnt be left out! However, that wasn't the main reason. Do you wanta know the real reason? I was mad that I was mad. I mean seriously its a HOLIDAY. Trust me when I say I am spoiled plenty. Darling is very very good to me and I have NOTHING to complain about. But I was mad that he wasnt part of the sheep participating, sending hearts and flowers, chocolates and romantic dinners. Even though the visual of this makes me giggle, he is NOT a heart and sappy kinda guy. He's just not. So with every flower posted on FB and every status update that went on and on all I got was the echoing in my ear of how Darling hates this stupid holiday and refuses to participate and not to expect anything....yeah-- you get the idea.
My Spoiled Brat Syndrome had its full butt showing. I wanted it. I wanted all of it. So if you ever hear me say I hate this holiday again, please call my bluff. I am lying.
I wont give you details...but lets just say that Darling did more for me than I could have even imagined. He made certain I didn't go to bed in my pity party and that even though my day sucked I really matter. He stepped way out of his comfort zone. He went above and beyond, and the greatest part is that it was a plan he was concocting for weeks. That alone says more than anything.He still hates the holiday. Thinks it is a total joke and rolls his eyes at the very mention of it. Even though I told him I agreed that it was a farse, he knew that it really was important to me. Yesterday I was contemplating every single choice Id ever made in my life. Even though I didnt have a single thing to be mad about. I TOLD him I didnt want to play the game, I was mad cause he listened?!?!
OMG, I am a total chick. Say one thing but mean something else. TOTAL face palm moment. What can I say...
Today I can't help but giggle to think he totally got me. He not only surprised me beyond words but he proved that on some levels he knows me more than I even know myself.
The pic is horrible of the Valentine I made for him. His favorite animal is an otter. SO adorbs. The stamp set has 2 otters, and a directions list a mile long with dies on how to make the otters hug on a card. I made one, tho it ended up looking more like one was giving CPR to the other. I trashed that idea and went with this. Maybe soon I will attempt it again.
Anyways, my thought for you today...it is ok to like holidays. Even the stupid corny ones. Its also ok if you dont. But by all means, be clear about it. Cause taking a chance that your significant other can read your subconscious mind is really stupid. And being mad if they dont makes you even crazier.
Much love,
Becky Ann