I am usually so meh about this ‘holiday’. MPS, not known for his romantic skillz, usually forgets. Even when he was reading the freaking ads and doing outside broadcasts at flower shops.
‘Sorry honey, I forgot’
So this morning I needed heart massage was pleasantly surprised when MPS presented me with a latte in bed. Complete with heart design.
Good thing I was in bed. Cause the fall would have hurt.
Then as he was walking out the door he called out:
‘I bought you a gift! It is on the kitchen bench. I didn’t have time to wrap it’
What are your thoughts on Valentines Day? Day for lovers, commercial crap thrust upon us by big business, a sad day for bees, needing a bit more oomph like a fat bloke in a red suit, or my usual expression for the day, Meh?