A Valentine’s Hangover

I know I’m a day late with this.  Actually, I’m about 2 months late. My hangover began on 12/27/13.  That’s right, two days after Christmas here in the US, I was searching for Happy New Year’s cards and had to trek to various stores and this is what I found-in all of them.


A wall Full of Valentine’s cards with no New Years Cards anywhere to be found. Yep, two days after Christmas and we weren’t even into 2014.  I automatically let out an “Ugh!” It was a visceral reaction that just welled up and out.  I think I scared a little girl and her mother with my outburst of disgust.

In addition to the WALL of V-Day cards, grocery stores around the valley set up huge tents outside specifically for the convenience of V-day shoppers to buy chocolates, flowers and the like without dealing with the ‘hordes’ of grocery shoppers. Kind of like Christmas tree shopping.

I never liked V-Day, out of relationship and in relationship. I find it another fabricated ‘holiday’ created by the Corporate machines to make money and ‘make’ couples gauge their depth of relationship by what they receive on ‘this day of love.’  I know, blah blah blah.  I feel compassion for the men who run around at the last minute to buy chocolates, red roses, lingerie etc because the media ‘told’ them that’s what you do for V-Day. Original.

I can’t tell you how many fights I’ve heard about from friends and random people about not receiving or living up to an expectation.  I used to be one of them, until I let that go completely. Thank you Universe! Love is everyday. Love can happen everyday.  Love and appreciate your loved ones everyday.

As you can tell, I am the Scrooge of Valentines Day. I love Love! But, dare I say, h@te V-Day. There. I said it.  So, I’m leaving V-day for kids but I hope you had a Great V-Day!