In elementary, it meant a school party-- win!
In high school, the office would fill with flowers for all the girls and make all the others feel like crap because they don't have a boyfriend-- or in my case I had a boyfriend but didn't get flowers delivered to school, more on that in a bit.
In college it was a reason for us girls to get together and have our own date nights.
And now, it means I go to work and then go home. Just like every other day!
Tonight is going to get pretty crazy though, I'm taking MC to the vet to get weighed. (Yeah, I know y'all are jealous of my V-Day!)
DJ and I have been together for a few Valentine's Days. The first one I went out to eat with another guy. (DJ knows about that now...) And those V-Days since? I couldn't tell you anything about them! I know I've told him (multiple times) not to get me roses, or any flowers, on February 14. That's just
I get stuff on a random Tuesday because he saw it and thought of me. I got Buzz Balls a few weeks ago, for no reason. I'm getting a barn. I got an Explorer to drive my dogs around in. Heck, he gave me a place to live when he knew me for a hot second and never asked for anything in return! I got a ring. (Man, I think I better go get him a better V-Day gift after writing this post...)
My point is, even though the calendar says Valentine's Day is on February 14, we celebrate it randomly throughout the year. We're like that-- random.