Well, that’s over with. I’m glad that I didn’t fret about Valentine’s Day this year. I think it had a lot to do with the fact that I didn’t have to worry about whether or not a boyfriend would come through in the romantic department. I’m just not a fan of the Hallmark holiday with its smelly roses and chocolates that are clearly targeting my ass and thighs. I suppose if I were to watch enough schmaltzy romantic comedies, I might expect Prince Charming himself to waltz into my life on a white stallion carrying a teddy bear and a box of chocolates. Until that day happens, I’ll be happy to spend it as I did this year.
It was, quite honestly, one of the best I’ve ever had….