V-Day

Today has been an interesting day.

7am- alarm goes off. No chance of getting up. Reset alarm for 8.
8am- alarm goes off again. Lay in bed basking in the sun.
8:30am- get up
9:15am-noon- sister's volleyball tournament with mom and dad. They did great!
Noon-4pm- eat lunch, chat with D, do laundry
4:30-5:30pm- pedicure with D. Too bad I'm so ticklish!
5:30-7pm- eat D's grandma's chicken casserole (SO good), more laundry, more chatting
7-9pm- watch The Holiday with a glass of wine

I basically forgot about it being Valentine's Day today until I left the volleyball tournament and my mom said "Happy Valentine's Day!". I have come to really hate this day. Why should love only get one day of celebration all year? I mean, it would be selfish to celebrate yourself every day, so you have one birthday; it would be silly to celebrate something like the Presidents every day, so they get one assigned day. But love? I mean, come on. This is what makes life worth living...the love you have for yourself, your family, your friends, your dog, your plush towels, etc. You should celebrate the loves in your life every day. Saying "I love you" should never be said out of routine or obligation, but look at the person you're saying it to and really, really mean it. I don't want flowers on this day. I don't want red and pink (I really dislike pink) everything. I would rather be reminded on a random day that someone loves me.

Today I celebrated loving myself. I don't have a significant other to tell me how great I am, so I decided to tell myself. I did what I wanted, I spent time with some of the people I love...I just relaxed. And that is good.



Watching The Holiday and totally being obsessed with Jude Law doesn't hurt, either.