Seeing as how blogging is a platform for self-expression, I thought I would use it, and photography, to do so.
I may be considered “no-fun” or a “party-pooper” for this one: I really am not into Valentine’s Day.
I mean, I just. Don’t. Get it.
I can’t stand being asked “what are you doing for Valentine’s Day?” or even worse, “what did you do for Valentine’s Day?”. My response is usually, with a sly smile and hint of pride in my voice, “Absolutely nothing.”
It is not that I don’t have love in my life. I do. I have just never been able to get caught up in the idea of a designated day for expressing it. Should love not be apparent all the time?
I don’t like receiving flowers and chocolates from my husband. I can, and prefer to, purchase those things for myself. He gets that and respects my wishes, for he shares my view. Thankfully.
So really, what I have to got to prove?
Every time I see those candy hearts, all stamped with love-sick messages, I want to grab a hammer and smash them to bits.
That is as about as far as I want to go with this. Though it would be easy to get into the Anti-Valentine’s Day movement, the truth is I don’t like getting caught up in negativity either.
I choose to remain indifferent….well, maybe a little snarky too.
This is me saying:
Valentine’s Day – Shmalentine’s Day.
(by the way, if you share my non-Valentine’s Day sentiment, smashing those candy hearts with a hammer feels REALLY good. I highly recommend giving it a try.)