I love this holiday... The idea of it, at least. What can I say, I'm a sucker for romance. However, you won't find me going out to buy flowers, chocolates, or cards. I would feel silly if someone did that for me. In fact, the commercialization of the holiday is totally shameful.
However, when I was single, I always wished that boys (and gals) would use this holiday to infuse a little romance into everyday life. Maybe a boy would tell a girl that she is beautiful. Or a girl would ask a boy if he would be her Valentine. Sort of on the side, sort of secret, not like in class where
everybody has to get a Valentine's card. Isn't that a nice idea?
Now, as a girl with a nice boyfriend, the meaning of the holiday has changed a wee bit. To me, it is now the chance to sing all the wonderful jazz standards that are about love!
Careless Love, The Way you Look Tonight, My Funny Valentine, Someone to Watch Over Me...
And if you speak French... La Vie en Rose, L'Hymne d'Amour
There's so many good ones! I don't have the time today to plan some elaborate dinner where I feed Patrick a gourmet meal from scratch, then proceed to dance to the mix CD which I made, although it would be nice. We're generally more low-key than that. Maybe next year I'll throw a "Funny Valentine" Dance at my house and invite more lovebirds, and some singles to mingle. What's wrong with dancing with any ol' boy on the dance floor? Let's hope he planned ahead and will give you a flower.
Here's a couple photos of my beau. Click
here to read last year's Valentine's post... now that I read it, I see not much has changed. Not even my song choice. How typical of me, haha.