Happy Valentine’s Day!
I hope it’s a good one.
And if not, you will get over it. Promise.
My worst Valentine’s Day was when I was recently separated and was spending my first Valentine’s Day as a single mom. A few men in the neighbourhood got together to bring me a pity bouquet.
A pity bouquet.
Then, the weekend after Valentine’s Day was… wait for it … Family Day. It’s a holiday in many provinces. In Canada, they do these things to us. It’s not a panacea, my non-Canadian friends, even though our PM does have nice hair.
If you are having a not good Valentine’s Day, you must read The Hell With Love: Poems to Mend a Broken Heart. I’ve been recommending it for almost a decade. Download a copy, get some really good chocolate, and den in. Watch The Bachelor from this week when ***spoilers ahead *** Jacqueline has a The Devil Wears Prada throw-your-phone-in-the-fountain moment, picking a PhD over a random guy in a cardigan. Another woman – a Yale grad – had to feign disappointment when she went home but she looked relieved. The aforementioned cardigan is really bad. It’s really good TV.
I’m having a good Valentine’s Day this year. It’s my second Valentine’s Day as a married woman and I know there will be some sort of festivities involving sugar-laden carbs.
Since gifts are my love language, I’m sure there will be some sort of something under the Valentine’s Day tree. (I’m actually surprised that’s not a thing.)
I’m sort of hoping for a Melanie Auld Babe necklace to pair with the VC&A Alhambra.
How are you spending Valentine’s Day? Celebrating? Hiding? Ignoring it all together?