Monday, February 14, 2011

A Rant About V-Day

My husband and I do not celebrate Valentine's Day.  Never have, and likely never will.  Not because we are cynical, or against love, or anti-chocolate.  In fact, we are quite in love, affectionate and we (well, at least he) loves chocolate.  We decided a long time ago that it was more important to celebrate our love everyday instead of saving it up for one day a year.  It's the little things that are important.  Like when he empties the dishwasher before he goes off to work in the morning or the fact that he lets me sleep in every Saturday.  Or that I make dinner for his stinky friends (and enjoy it) or that 300 days out of the year there is some sort of sport on TV.  For us, Valentine's day is more like our own personal Thanksgiving.  It's when we remember what we mean to each other and how our lives would be incomplete without "us".  It is not about chocolate, stuffed bears, or flowers.  

We spend a quiet night at home with a home-cooked meal and (sometimes) a bottle of cheap champagne (less that $5... hey I told you it was cheap) and the two of us. That's all we need to remind us that we are in love.


  1. Thank you sweetie. What a nice post. And note we have sparkling cider to celebrate this year.