Call it a Hallmark holiday. Call it commercial hype. Call it over-rated. Call it what you will. There’s something to be said for having a day devoted to love. To mushy cards and over-priced flowers and cheesy heart tablecloths and pink icinged cupcakes and Reese cup hearts. And the fact that my husband knows that, more than jewelry, I’d really love some new earbuds that don’t hurt my ears. I turned to see a gift bag sitting behind me on the table, and remarked about how he never fails to surprise me. Even after nine years.
You see, Valentine’s Day is more to us than all the mushyness listed above. Because nine years ago, today, I walked into a dive bar expecting to get nothing more than a buzz from $2 vodka cranberries… And I got myself a husband. So today, I thank god for the allure of cheap drinks. For the most amazing nine years. And for pink icinged cupcakes.
Silvina B. - What a cute post! And I seriously want to eat that cupcake!!
AmandaD - Sweet story- glad you had a good V-day!