I pretty much hate valentines day. It all stems from the way my high school handled it. They would pile all that crap up in the hall and at the end of the day, they would list off everyone's name that got something. Over the loud speaker. No anonymity, the entire school could hear who did and didn't get anything. Even the years that my high school boyfriend and I were together, I begged him not to send my gift to school. Just to raise eyebrows. Seriously, though. The whole idea of valentines day makes my stomach turn. The pressure, the falseness...I just don't like it. That being said, everyone out there have a great one. And, please don't think for a second that I've let the hubby off the hook. We do have an anniversary coming up, but i got him a really cool anniversary gift. So...I perpetuated this circle of doom. It's neverending. He'll come through. Im sure he'll send me a very pretty bouquet of flowers to work. And that will be lpvely.
I had a table yesterday morning that did the unthiinkable. It was two middle aged ladies. Too much hairspray, too much fake tan, too much jewelry..you know the kind. Well, they were clearly on their own schedule, so I was giving them space. Apparently they felt they were being ignored and one of them actually waggled her finger at me. I was less than 10 feet away from her. These were probably two of the rudest ladies, but they were clearly not ready for me. I met the rudeness with my own brand of sarcasm and they were taken aback. They ended up being fairly pleasant.
There's a lady in my town whose smoked for 25+ years and died in 2000, I think. Her family sued the cigarette manufacturer AND WON 20 million dollars. The family says that she was unaware of the dangers of smoking. WHAT? Seriously. Does this really happen? My 8 year old children know the dangers of smoking. The case has made it all the way to the US Supreme Court. Is anyone else annoyed by this? And the Roger Clemens thing. I mean, I don't really give a flying crap if he injected himself with HGH. I really don't understand why Congress has to involved themselves. Aren't there more important things for my government to be spending their time on. Steroids or not, I still can't wait to go to Fenway in April and catch my beloved Red Sox for the first time.
Mr Forearm Tattoo and I aren't speaking anymore. I gave my buddy's number to a really hot guy at the gas station the other day and she got a little miffed at me. But he didn't turn out to be a serial killer so I think I did okay. She's decided that she's going to need some gentle nudging on my part and I've decided to live vicariously through her. This could be interesting.
Until next time loyal readers..tell your friends and loved ones. Happy V-D!!
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She didn't let me off the hook, but I knew long ago that you are never off the hook for V-day, never. No matter what she says, you are on the hook. But, you don't have to tell her that you know your on the hook. So around noon, she calls me and askes me if I was going to do anything for V-day, the anticipation was getting to her. I told her, "I thought we weren't celebrating the hallmark holiday, and you hate it anyway."
I leaft work at 3 so i could pick the kids up as soon as they got out of school, and on the home I stopped and picked up 4 dozen red roses. I packed the kids in the car and we drove like mad people all the way across our city to get to her work. We parked out os sight and here is what happened. I sent our youngest in with 1 dozen and gave him about 2 minutes before I sent one of our twins with 1 doz and gave her about 2 minutes before I sent in out last child with his 1 doz roses. I gave him about 2 minutes before I walked in the building with my dozen roses. She met me at the door with the first 3 dozen and a big kiss and hug. The kids and I had dinner with her.
Guys. No matter what she says, you are on the hook.