Valentines day confounds me. I find it amazing that corporate American has convinced the rest of us that one day a year we are supposed to buy each other things and if we don't, then they obviously don't love you and should be killed immediately (wait that sounds a lot like Christmas). Husband and I don't celebrate Valentines day (or black Thursday as I am calling it this year) or most other commercial holidays. Granted, we have x-mas with our families and I love giving birthday presents to other people (and of course to LM when s he is old enough - just for the record a birthday party for a 1 year old is not for the child....they have no idea what the hell is going on), but we don't buy each other gifts. I just don't understand why I would want someone to buy me something with my own money. Plus I am more of a spontaneous gift kinda girl.
Anyway, all of this is just besides the point. What I really wanted to write about is the stuffed animal phenomenon. Why would a grown woman want a teddy bear? Let's ponder that.
Also, why is an arrow through the heart an image that brings love to mind? Really you would just bleed to death.
Why do the stores start selling Easter candy in January? ok, that's not a valentines question, but it confuses me.
Why do we make children give valentines to everyone in their class? Yeah, yeah, I know it's so no one feels left out, but seriously people is that realistic. Don't you think we should be preparing them for the real world. Plus no one wants to give a valentine to the kid who sits in the corner and smells like pee.*
Anyway, Give me chocolate any day - or everyday, and then when I am 400 lbs you can leave me Ahhhh, love!
*Just kidding about this one folks - I don't want any hate-mail for that one.
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