- February 14, 2009
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- Bloggy Bloggy, Family & Friends, Garden, General, Parenting/Family, Social Media & Tech, The Hubs, The Love
Happy Valentine's Day. Really.
I mentioned yesterday that I am not a huge fan of Valentine’s Day. I don’t even know if “Valentine’s” should have an apostrophe. Sheesh. If it wasn’t for the glitter I think I’d shoot Cupid with his/her (yeah, another reason I don’t “get” it) own arrow. But I am actually trying to spread some love in this post, and am failing miserably. It must be the blackness of my anti-Valentine heart oozing through the tips of my fingers.
See. Can’t stop. I need to regroup. While I do, here is a love song for all my bloggy, twittery Valentines out there *swoon*
But I am not done with my gift to you, my bloggy pals! Have ya’ll heard of “linky love”. I know you have. Not only do bloggers do it for the comments, we also do it for the links/trackbacks, yes? C’mon… let’s be honest here. Well, I found a FUN site yesterday that will let me put some effort into my love for you. If you will leave a comment (yes a bit self-serving, but it really is the most efficient) with your twitter id and/or your link… I will send some linky love courtesy of http://linklove.hubspot.com. If you do not have a twitter id – no problem! Just make sure your link is included, and I will make it so. It is my Valentine gift to you. MWAH!!! MWAH!!! MWAH!!!
*****Now, onto to my story because… folks, I must bring this back around to Me*****
I haven’t always hated this commercially driven holiday. There was a time… when I didn’t have to spend my money, or time, or entertain fear of not meeting expectations…
*que dream sequence*
I remember looking out the window of my childhood home, around 5 o’clock in the evening. My dad would climb out of his truck with his telephone-man uniform on. I remember in his hands he carried 3 vases as he walked to the front door… one of roses for my mom… and two other vases. Each with a single carnation — one for me and one for my sister.
*end sequence*
I hate carnations… but friends, I did not hate carnations then. Actually, I love the memory of carnations…(but just for the record — if you must send me flowers I would prefer [in order of importance]: peonies or gerbera daisies or sweet peas or wildfower mixes or tulips/daffodils…) I actually love the idea that the carnations were my dad’s “thing”. Dad… you are the only one who can send me carnations. From you — they are bars of gold studded with diamonds. Oh my heck… what are these? *wipes cheek and gasps* Tears… Valentine tears! Friends… there must be yet a tiny soft spot on my jaded heart…
I remember feeling so special when my dad would bring us our flowers. I was a little girl who LOVED her candy, but I don’t remember the candy. I remember my dad, and his act of Valentine love for his little girl made me feel like a treasure. My dad is a precious man.
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Great story Jenny! My Dad too used to bring me something of my own, but I never really thought about why. Thanks for opening my eyes and making the memories a lil sweeter.
Crap. Now the flowers I planned to get for my girls will look like a response to this very public post.
- The un-husband.
I got lottery tickets with my card! I won 12 bucks! ha ha ha
I won’t let my husband buy me flowers on Valentines day, because I think it is a waste of money. I can’t stand the fact that they raise the prices of flowers on this day. It makes me crazy that it cost $100.00 for a dozen of roses on the 14th when you can wait until the 15th and get them for $9.99. Do you know what I can buy for $90.00….not a bunch of dead flowers. I know that isn’t the point of Valentines day…it’s all about the romance, but come on, really $100 buck for flowers. Please do not get me wrong…..I love getting flowers any other day, just not on V-Day!
I got a card and a box of time. That’s right. Time. I cannot think of a more precious gift.
I won a bouquet of free flowers from a blog site. That’s what I got for Valentine’s Day. It’s all well and good, but I see from this photo up there that there’s such a thing as donut men, and now I’m fixated on that!!
Your story brought a tear to my eye too. I also remember my dad bringing my mom a big heart-shaped box and two smaller ones for my sister and I. One year he planted a rose bush for each of us, red for my mom, yellow for me and white for Paula; then they divorced and the bushed died! Anyway, I agree with Dannette, I hate the thought of the hubby (or anyone)spending so much money on flowers (especialy roses – NOT my favorite). I’ll be happy if he makes or orders in for dinner.
My dad’s been sending me flowers or other stuff on V day for years (yes, I’m 42) and I still really like it! Can’t be too sure what the hubs will ever do, but Dad comes thru, and did for many of my single years.
Hey, there is cake, though, right??
I want to send this to a friend.
I hate getting flowers or dinner on Valentine’s Day. I’d rather get them on a Monday or a Thursday. However, my sweet, charming son feels that his sister should get flowers. Well, if he gets her flowers, I can’t be without flowers. So, I smile & hug & thank, and inside think to myself: How much money will I put in the checkbook for these? LOL No, I do appreciate the thought and love that my son wants to do something special for my daughter. I hope that always remains. But, I do truly hate the expense.
And Jen, a box of time? How utterly romantic! What a keeper Mr. Clairol is!
What a sweet story! And nothing says love like donuts:)
At least you got carnations. That is a very sweet story. As for me, a single lady who also could do without V-Day, I would prefer the donuts.