Yep, I’m a sappy, air-headed romantic on Valentine’s Day. For years, I got by on the “it’s a meaningless ‘Hallmark holiday’ dreamed up by the card, flower and candy conglomerates.” Then I fell in love . . .
I’m still not too original–opting for the flowers, candy and dinner out routine, but I look forward to it now. I mean, I say I love you all the time, but today it just seems sanctioned and all “love is in the air-y” If that doesn’t convince you of my Valentine’s Day trip into brain-addled sappiness: check out the song I was humming this morning.
Happy Valentine’s Day Beata!