I kept having this crazy idea that I wanted to buy a box of Valentines and kinda like walk about the world with a pen passing them out, yes? Because, ya know, you don't know which person you encounter that is finalizing plans to jump off a bridge and some dumb red piece of paper could prevent this. Plus it's foolish and I am all about that.
I've held exactly three different boxes of Valentines. The last one was at the Jewel. The two before were CVS and WalMart. This last one was Hello Kitty. $1.00. I even turned the box over and examined what I'd be getting. I like Hello Kitty. It can't help it that it's a cat.
But, I just couldn't do it. My people are of the mindset in which one is trained to immediately think: why I could make ten thousand Valentines for free and put that dollar in the bank! And that isn't easily removed from one's psyche, ya know. That's permanently embedded. For all of eternity.
So, here it is after 7:00 on Valentines evening and I just finished hand crafting my seven Valentines which because of my dawdling, I can only physically sprinkle about my immediate area and I'm going to have to move fast so people don't think I'm a burglar or something worse.
Oh Happy (valentines)Day.