Valentine's Day

Oh, how I could believe what my ex-lover were true... that I should accept all the invitations from all the men who have interest in me and enjoy them for what they are... ummm... what men? As it's now 10.08pm on the annual day of love, why haven't they come out of the woodwork on Valentine's Day? Because he is full of shit and there is no one who is genuinely interested in thinking I'm special enough to spoil on this day of love. Yes, us single people do get upset when no one shows us affection on this commercialised day, yes, us single people do wish we had someone who thinks that we are special to them, more than just being a mum, a daughter or a girlfriend. And no, we get no extra love in the process...

That's my bitch for the day... so here are the more positive things that I took from it.

I started the day with a little surprise for my boys... I gave them a card telling them how much they are the 'smiley' part of my day, and how much I love them. I gave them both 3 chocolate roses on fake long stems with leaves as my Valentine's gift to them. I placed them on the coffee table, knowing that they will migrate to the television on the day the teacher's took off to strike for better pay, when they woke up. My older son, just turned on the TV and didn't see them. My younger son woke up and saw them immediately... and what was good for my heart was to see him trying to read the card first before diving into the chocolate. I came out of the shower after I observed all of this, to see my older son had disappeared from the room. He went into the playroom to write me a Valentine's Day card.  He wrote "Happy Valentine's Day Mum! Dear Suzy, Hope you have a wonderful day and you have your one wish come true! You're my Valentine!" Which was sweet... I did ask him what my 'one wish' was... but he had no idea.  My younger son drew me a picture of this cute little monkey man and wrote "To My Mum, Happ Vales Day" (we have to excuse his spelling, as he has dyslexia). They were very sweet, and touched my heart.

I worked a fairly full work day, with a friend of mine calling me yesterday saying that a man we had a night out with a couple of weekends ago wanted my phone number to talk 'real estate.' I told her that I will see if I can help him, but if he's getting my phone number for a date, I'm not interested... as he was over 60 and just not my type. He called me at 9.05am and I was at an appointment, so I ignored his call, and he didn't leave a message. He called again just before 10am, but left a message explaining what he wanted. I called him back, and all he talked about, as dumb as it was because they were answers he could easily find out himself, was real estate.... but you see, now he has my number.

As a Valentine's Day treat, I took the boys to the beach to watch the sunset and have fish-n-chips, and hopefully get the forecasted display of a lightning show (that didn't happen). My friend came down too, and she told me that she had written a secret admirer Valentine to a guy she has liked for a few months, sent it off on Tuesday, but has yet to respond. She'd hope that he would have received it by now, check his mailbox, or something... but by the end of Valentine's Day, he'd shown no interest... She was a little disappointed, but knew, at her age, it wasn't about the day, more about showing the interest that could happen 'any' day. Anyway, it will be something we can talk about over the next few days to see if he makes any effort.

So, that was my Valentine's Day... hoping you have a day that's not living vicariously through someone else's life, but have someone special for you.