Jon Bon Jovi For Valentine's Day

Here we are on Valentine's Day, and I'm left wondering why there isn't a "bah-humbug" phrase for a day that makes all of us lonely folks want to stay in bed with the covers pulled up over us. Yeah, yeah, I know you're thinking, "Of course you're bitter, blah-blah-blah," but I'm starting to think that Valentine's Day is just a way to make single people feel stupid and inadequate-- like, if you don't receive flowers or chocolates, or a hot date, that it means you officially suck. I'm not griping-- it isn't as if I see all the big, heart-shaped mylar balloons at Walmart and burst into a fit of rage or anything, but it's still kind of a bummer to know that women (and even some men) all over the world are getting pampered today, and I'm stuck at home with three grumpy kids. Wahoo!

Instead of moping over the holiday for the last couple of weeks, I decided to redirect my Valentine's enthusiasm towards the kiddos this year. They each received a Valentine's gift from Mommy (and Daddy brought his own gifts, too), and they seemed pretty tickled by all of it. Of course, Daddy got actual hugs in exchange for his gifts, and I got nothing, but I'm pretty used to that by now.

At least I did get something for Valentine's Day-- a Bon Jovi concert DVD from my parents (you can always count on Mom and Dad, right?). Nancy and Rosie also brought me a beautiful pot of red tulips earlier in the week, which I am counting as Valentine's flowers (so there). So I guess in the grand scheme of things, I scored big-- Jon Bon Jovi and flowers. Hot dog!

As for the chocolates, I did at least bake chocolate chip cookies for the kids today. For the kids... yeah, right. Ha! I've been sitting here while they were napping, munching on fresh cookies and sipping my pear tea, enjoying the silence, and catching up on online episodes of Desperate Housewives-- that's a Valentine's gift in and of itself if you ask me.

And as for the "hot dates" that everyone will be on tonight-- well, I've got two hot dates tonight, with the cutest guys in town (wink). We'll be curled up in bed, with popcorn and snacks, watching Toy Story in our pj's. No primping. No perfume. No shaving of the legs. Who can ask for more than that?

Gotta love Gabe's Valentine's gift...