I saw this post on Facebook:
My creed today: I didn't make Valentine's day crafts, I didn't make a special V-day breakfast. Our lunch is the same as everyday and my daughter took normal punch-out cards to school. I didn't get flowers or chocolates or a card. Today my children are laughing in a warm, clean home and I get to eat chips & dip with my hubby on our casual date tonight. Love is in our hearts, just not expressed in a way that is "perfectly pinterest-able." And that is ok!
And I thought, yeah I guess. I should be thankful for all those things too. I know Whynot loves me, he's just not into Hallmark holidays.
But I AM!!!!
And quite frankly, when I see posts like this:
With a picture attached
A beautiful surprise at my work today.
With another picture of beautiful flowers!
I got some wonderful chocolate covered strawberries for Valentine's Day! Yum!
or the photos of the telltale light blue box!
It turns me all sorts of shades of green and makes me want to stab the screen on my laptop in a Glenn Close Fatal Attraction kind of way! And under my breath I scream a little FU.
Even the slutty girl next door's bf was seen carrying a celophane wrapped box of chocolates, or maybe it was an economy box of condoms.
I think I may go out and buy myself flowers and chocolate. Some really expensive jewelry and some sexy lingerie and then lie about it on Facebook later.