3. Valentine's Day
2. Father's Day
1. Mother's Day
Valentine's Day was awesome in my mystical teenage fantasies, then crushed when I actually began dating. I never had a boyfriend on Valentine's Day. If I was dating a guy in February (and this happened to me three times) they always managed to break up with me right before the 14th. A few times those boys wanted to start dating again about a week later. Don't tell me that's a coincidence. I know a strategic plan when I see one.
Ironically, the best Valentine's Day that I ever had before I got married was the one when I was dating no one. There were no expectations or heartbreak, so I was pleasantly surprised with the valentines and goodies I received from random guys in my single's ward. Those were the days.
So, I should loooooove Valentine's Day now that I am a married lady. Right? It's still so-so for me. It's not that I hate love. I hate unmet expectations, so I try not to have any. Last night, Erik told me he had to go to the store to buy me some flowers and I stopped him. I said, "Save the money." It's just not romantic for me when I know he's doing it only because it's Valentine's Day. The flowers and dinner he surprised me with last week are much more meaningful to me because it wasn't Valentine's Day. Or maybe I should just say that when my husband and I do nice things for each other all the time, Valentine's Day kind of loses its meaning. That's okay with me.
Just because I said no to flowers, doesn't mean that he didn't give me anything nice for Valentine's Day.
Luke's cousin, Wyatt, is visiting this weekend. We love Wyatt and I am so happy to have him here because it gives the kids someone to play with. Well, Charlie woke up sick this morning, so Erik agreed to take Luke and Wyatt to Sacrament Meeting at church while I stay home with Charlie during the first hour. Is it bad that I am so grateful not to be sitting in church by myself with two little wiggly boys?
I know you don't read my blog regularly, Erik, but just in case you do, I wanted to say thanks for being willing to take the crazy boys to church by yourself. It really is the greatest Valentine's Day gift of all not having to wrestle with kids during sacrament meeting.