Valentine's Day, A How To

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Or Not To

First, it's probably not a good idea to start off V Day early by insulting your sister the day before.  Let it be known, hence forth and forever, that when I used the term pathetic I only meant me.  Me, me, me remember?  My sister is probably the furthest thing from pathetic you've ever met (or not met) and you can take that to the bank.  And I don't mean the ones that are going under either.

Second, nothing says romance like a trip to H&R Block.  No, really.  There is something magical about hearing the words "adoption carry over", particularly if that extends into next year.  And the year after.  The key is to actually get money back.  Otherwise, doing your taxes on V Day will probably end up feeling more like D Day.  

Third, it really helps if you plan ahead.  Picking a restaurant while you're in the car on the way - well it does make for a nice ride.  Every place is going to be packed.  If you score a 30 minute wait time, jump on it.  Pronto.  If that place happens to be named Buca di Beppo, double score!  (Seriously, delish!)

Also, when (if) your husband says "We've been married long enough that I don't feel like I have to get you anything for a made up holiday", don't lie to him and say "ya, its ok".  Tell the truth.  It DOES matter to me, it DOES make me feel special that you got me the wilting roses at the drug store, it DOES make me smile when you give me the box of chocolates and I will HAPPILY give you all the dark chocolate and/or cherry filled ones in return.  He won't get mad, he'll say "I didn't know you cared about it" and promise to get you something next year.   (I didn't get him anything either!  Hypocrit, they name is Sarah)

Last, when you come home and the house is dark and quiet, the children snuggled warm and safe, hop on your computer and play World of Warcraft together.  Because you can.  

And then blog.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Comments

Synergy Girl said…
Hi there!! Popped in from Mormon mommy blogs...and I am glad!! You crack me up! So true on the Valentines...I swear, you would think that they would get smarter every year...nope...they WANT us to get mad at them...maybe it's the passion...!! Cute blog!!

P.S. Bucca Di Beppo...SO GOOD!!!
2:05 AM
Anonymous said…
So am I to believe\think that dinner and a movie is nothing? If that is the case then so be it. If time together w/o the children is nothing, then so be it.

I will get you something next year, because it is important to you. Because I want you to be happy.

Love Ironhelm
7:34 AM
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