Love Is…. Valentine’s Day

So, I’m that crazy person who loves Valentine’s Day. Like, truly, madly, deeply loves Valentine’s Day.

I used to be afraid to tell the people I dated how much I love Valentine’s Day, because most guys hate it and don’t understand why it’s even considered a holiday. It’s not about the flowers or presents. They didn’t seem to get how much I love love.

I loved picking out my (Barbie) Valentine’s Day cards to give out to my classmates. I loved getting those chalky conversation hearts and Hershey’s kisses, and miniature boxes of Russell Stover chocolates from my family. I loved decorating my shoe box in class in cut-out paper hearts and glitter and ribbon so my friends could drop in their Valentines. I liked the pink and red cupcakes and the punch made up of Ginger Ale and sherbert.

I like that there is a day set aside to tell the people in your life how much you love them…especially if you don’t do it enough already. And if you do, it’s just a special way of saying it one. more. time. in a an extraordinary way.

Okay, it’s a few weeks away, but I have already been getting amped up about it. So I rounded up some of my pre-Valentine’s Day favorites this year… two fantasy presents I’d gift myself…. and three “real” ones. Minus the chocolate.