My sister Jenny sent me this today after seeing it at Design Mom and of course I love it.
I'd kind of forgotten about the whole Valentine's Day thing. Am pretty sure I won't be getting wined and dined that night, which is fine, since I don't even drink. If I do anything special it will likely involve other women, romantic comedies, and ice cream. Maybe I'll do the VS Pajama Party for real. That would be special, I bet. I would be sure to film it and put it up here for anthropological purposes.
I've moved past the whole bitter Singles Awareness Day phase, and I think it's better to either ignore VD entirely or, as I've discussed before, go back to the way it was when we were kids and it was fun for everyone.
One of my best Valentine's Days ever was a few years ago where my singles ward in Provo sponsored a "Secret Valentine" activity. Everyone who wanted to play signed up, and then the week before VD you were given someone's name (could be a boy, could be a girl). On Valentine's Day everyone received a little something from the person who got their name. It was so much fun because all day you had the thrill of knowing that something good was coming. A boy down the road got my roommate's name but then went above and beyond by delivering small potted flowers to all of us in the apartment. At the end of the day our kitchen table was full of flowers, candy, nice notes, black lace teddies, and every good thing. That's the way to do it, I think.
(card by Kit Allen)
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