So I’ve always been that type of person that could careless about Valentine’s Day. I have been that person that thinks its silly to have a day to tell that special someone in your life that you love them; do you really need a “special day” to tell your significant other that you love them?
I like to think that maybe my husband brought me to the this conclusion of not being big on Valentine’s Day and here’s why. One year I did the whole goodie bag gift for my husband, bought him a cute pair of boxers with hearts on them, bought him his favorite CD, and also bought him his favorite candies; super cute and simple gift. Needless to say, he didn’t get me anything for Valentine’s Day. The next day when my husband comes home from work he walks in the door with a huge smile on his face and hiding something behind his back; he comes in the door and says “surprise”! He hands me a dozen half dead red roses! In my mind I’m thinking, are you freaking serious! He went out and bought me some half dead dozen red roses that I’m sure were half off since Valentine’s Day had come and gone! Well all I can say is that this person is no longer my husband; he’s my ex-husband! Of course this wasn’t the straw that broke the camels back but it sure as hell didn’t help.
Do these types of things only happen to me? Sure feels like it sometimes; oh well such is life.