Yes, I am the one who hates V-day

If you can?t love on me 364-days a year, then don?t try to make it up with one day where ?everyone? is ?supposed? to buy their honeys flowers, chocolate and other assorted gifts. I wrote a couple of years ago that God made me weird. I’m not your typical woman — I hardly wear make-up. I don’t do jewelry at.all. I’m allergic to flowers. I do like chocolate, but only a little at a time. Maybe He didn’t make me so weird.

I heard a commercial this morning that made me mad. It said something like “you know she didn’t really mean it when she said not to get her anything.” Um, yeah. I meant it. I’ve screamed it. I’ve hinted it. Why on earth would you assume that every woman wants something on V-day? I can’t even tell the truth and be believed? Oh, I forgot. You’re trying to sell something. I know there are other ladies out there like me, but with all the marketing hype out there — we can’t be heard. Good thing I’ve got my own blog to yell my thoughts out into the world.

Here’s my post to tell Duck, I really don’t want flowers, a card or chocolate for V-day. Seriously. I don’t. My feelings on this haven’t changed since last year. The things I would like for him to do for me, you can’t buy in a store. I want the same things I want every day for him to show he loves me — quality time doing whatever together, even just watching tv; cuddling time; foot massage (both feet please). These are the things that bring me pleasure.

{start mushiness}

Duck is the most wonderful husband I could ever have. He constantly tells me not to be hard on myself when I screw up yet again. He takes over the finances when I just can’t handle them any more. He takes over the laundry when I have the habit of leaving wet clothes in the washer a few days. He handles homework with Doodle when I literally want to pull my hair out because she doesn’t understand what I’m trying to teach her. In my dreams, his dreams come true. I’ve realized that I don’t really have dreams of my own anymore — their ours.

So Duck, Happy Valentine’s Day. I thank God He brought us together. Yes, I’m thankful your mom told you to ignore me and that it caught my attention. I even love and miss your dog. Valentine’s Day will always be our (mine and Rio’s) day Thank you for taking care of everything around the house — for taking care of Doodle — for taking care of me. Just in case I’ve missed a day in the last 364, I love you with all my heart.

{end mushiness}

To celebrate this Valentine’s Day I actually asked Duck if I could send a special gift to one of my single friends who I thought would need a pick-her-up. I’m hoping it blesses her today and helps her to realize that even though things are rough relationally down here, Jesus still loves her more than anything and that love will never end.

Check back in with me Monday as I have a special surprise for you!