I have hated Valentine's Day for a long long time.
Overpriced service at restaurants.
Crappy flowers everywhere.
Overuse of the color red.
It just sucks.
If single, if taken, if married, if human, it sucks.
At least if my wedding anniversary resided in the same month, it would not have to be celebrated at all.
I dreamed of the days where I could say, "Our anniversary is in just a few days, let's celebrate then instead."
But I never got to say those words.
In 2008, we decided not to celebrate at all.
We told each other and the billion and one people that asked that we got each other a wedding for Valentine's Day.
We paid for the wedding ourselves so it was a valid excuse.
The most wonderful Valentine's gift ever really.
And this year, even though I have my wonderful Mr. X and he is trying so hard.
I am still a bit grumpy.
Maybe it is that the actual day to celebrate is in nine days.
I just read this entry from last year.
And most of my friends have pretty much forgotten about me.
Even one mass text message from a friend.
Yeah, fucking Happy Valentine's Day to everyone in her phone...
And to steal the words of another widow:
"Cherish your loved ones every day because you never know when their next breath may be their last....And this Valentine's Day, to really show your love, instead of buying flowers or candy, make sure you have a will and life insurance."