Monday, February 12, 2007
"Happy" Valentine's Day
The little girl in me loves Valentine's Day. She loves the pink and red chocolate boxes, flowers and stuffed animals lining the rows of CVS and Target. She loves the flimsy valentines with images of cartoons and hearts. And she loves the brightly colored conversation candies, even though they make her sick. But the adult in me tells the little girl to stop dreaming, because none it actually means anything for her. Because once again, there will be no flowers delivered to her door. There won't be rose petals or romantic dinners -- just her and a bag of sugary hearts that make her stomach ache.
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I know how that works. If you were closer you could have joined us single folks in our annual trip to Hooters for beer and wings (or the fried food of your choice). Maybe next year we'll all have a little more success.
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