On Valentine's Day we would break for a party to pass out our little cards, eat those heart shaped 'be mine' candies and other sugary confections. Fortunately for me I was liked well enough that I never went home empty handed like Charlie Brown. I couldn't wait to get home on that day.

Once home all of the Valentines were opened and I could see whether the one I fancied fancied me back. I can't recall if he did, plus most of the little boys were more mannish as we used to say than romantic.  Funny how some things just don't change.

I had a few boyfriends through high school and college. For the most part those cats were hit or miss on V Day. In fact I think I can count on one hand how many flowers or boxes of sweets I've received. I lamented my lack of Valentine loot so much through the years that my mama would send me candy on that day. Guess you can say she's my one true love. Then I got me a permanent Valentine, a husband. Surely the V Day drought would end with marriage.

I was dead wrong.

Now I got a few dinners over the years and a couple of cards and then in the latter years came the excuse 'Valentine's Day is a man made holiday to make men spend money on shit women don't need." (got it at Christmas a few times as well).

That pretty much shut it down for me.

I have worked with some thoughtful gents over the years who bring all the ladies in the office a flower or candy and I always appreciate it. Because it shows some effort. In fact I got a little box on my desk right now ;-)

Impatience and acting privileged is not a virtue.  I was waiting in line for a bagel for all of two minutes at Panera.  The lady in front of me started telling one of the sisters at the counter that the "math wasn't adding up" 5 people in line and one register open.  She proceeds to tell the shift manager to open another register who tells her, "the two ladies you see are not authorized to work the registers, they are up front as back up because the cashier is in the bathroom sick."  Now the way she talked to him wasn't necessary and she should have felt like a HEEL after he explained the situation it but she went on to FURTHER explain her point about how many people were waiting in line and asked the guy if did he swiped her card so she could get credit for her purchase.  This poor dude apologized to me when I came up and I said, dude I'm good and I really didn't get what all the fuss was for he agreed with an eyeroll and the bagel.  All of this is to say, treat service workers with respect, you don't know what they are dealing with. By the way, this occured in Johns Creek.  

I know I'm getting old because I got excited listening to the Optometrist's message saying my new glasses are ready. Then again anybody would if their existing specs looked like these.

I'm so glad I was turned onto this. 

Finally I say a little prayer for my neighbor's boyfriend.  Fire and rescue were here to help him get his blood pressure down.