Even if I wanted to ignore it, the shops filled with bright red hearts, cuddly toys and balloons, would have made it impossible not to know that Valentine's Day is upon us. Needless to say, there are no boxes of chocolates, balloons, cards or cuddly toys resting on my doorstep. Thank the Goddess.
Any man appearing with cuddly toys, balloons or a box of Cadbury's Milk Tray for me, would need a trip to A&E to remove them from his rear end. I'm not partial to the Forever Friends bears, cards with cutesy doggerel or milk chocolates.
I usually dread Valentine's Day. It's the day when the world rubs my nose into the fact I'm single.
However, this Valentine's Day is slightly different. No, my status hasn't changed. Robert Downey Jr is still very much married and in ignorance of my fabulousness.
For me, life is about connections. The connections I keep, the solid gifts of friendship that supported me through my ups and downs. The connections that keep going through the years despite my best efforts to fuck things up. I might not have a man, but I have many, many people who are committed to me (who occasionally think I need to be committed), who love me, just for being me.
I had a stark reminder today; life is too short to fuck about. Today, is as good as any to tell you, how much I appreciate you being here with me. If I were you, I'd grab your significant other, your children, your parents, give them a big hug, tell them you love them. Don't waste the precious time on games, on fears, on the small stuff.
Happy Valentine's Day.
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*Puts Cadbury's Milk Tray back in fridge and decides to eat it himself*
ReplyDeletedave ~ you'll get fat!
ReplyDeleteAre you saying I shouldn't be playing Scrabble with Dave? You're probably right, it's not good for my self-esteem.
ReplyDeleteRog ~ I suspect he's highly competitive. If you're winning he'll throw a tantrum, or a massive sulk.
ReplyDeleteIf you like the drama...well, that's up to you, innit.
So come here and let me rub my nose all over where you like it to be rubbed: Happy Valentine's day.
ReplyDeleteI bet you wouldn't say no to a cold bottle of Cava - one of the more acceptable Valentine's offerings.
ReplyDeletemago ~ mmmmmm.....
ReplyDeleteKAZ ~ I'd love to share a bottle of Cava with you. Doesn't need to be Valentine's Day. Thanks.
Yeah with you on the VD crap! My stomach churned violently yesterday eve, whilst in Tesco's. Watching all those sad men clutching cheap red roses and a box of chocs, last minute. If they only said the L word occasionaly they wouldn't have to waste their money...ha ..synical...nah!
ReplyDeletehave a nice day sweatheart xx
I'm sure your heart isn't sweaty, sweetie.
ReplyDeleteBe my valentine! [mwah!]
ReplyDeletesarah ~ It's not good, needing a retail day as an excuse to romance your loved one.
ReplyDeletedave ~ eh? sweaty heart? Those chocolates have liqueur in them?
xl ~ I'd love to be your Valentine.
*big, sloppy kiss*
I've slept alone for the last three weeks and I can't take it much longer. But no man at all is far better than the wrong one.
ReplyDeleteHappy Valentine's day, dearest Roses.
z ~ Happy Valentine's Day my dear. Just think, soon the Sage will be able to take you dancing.
ReplyDeleteMy problem is the opposite. I can't sleep with company now. I'm too used to having the bed to myself. And you're right of course. The right man will make himself known to me in due course.
Sarah called you 'sweatheart'. Hence my comment.
ReplyDeletedave ~ Ah.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, XL has broken my heart. He asked everyone else to be his Valentine too.
*sniff*
What a rude heartbreaker. But I think that he had only the best intentions: He did not want to privilege one of the beautiful women he is sharing blogland with and so brought his heart out to all of them - isn't that great?
ReplyDeletemago ~ well, when you put it like that...
ReplyDelete*pulls out the pins in the XL doll*
Is this spline made from sanctified wood? Impressive ...
ReplyDeletemago ~ I try.
ReplyDelete"pulls out the pins in the XL doll"
ReplyDeleteAha! That's why my ankle feels better this morning!
xl ~ glad to know the accupuncture-by-proxy worked. Any other ailments you want me to work on next?
ReplyDeletePlease save any hugs for much later...into my third week with three broken ribs and they're still somewhat tender!
ReplyDeletecogidubnus ~ oh alright then. I'll be gentle. Bwahahahaha!
ReplyDeleteI do hate the commercialism of Valentines Day but on the other hand, I had a nice surprise and I was well and truly chuffed! :D
ReplyDeleteI agree with the other bits though. Always worth telling your nearest and dearest just how much they mean to you just in case the worst happens to them and you never took the chance to tell them how much you think of them. :)