I love the color and the excuse to make things, whether silly decorations or decadent desserts (although I made little to none of either this year). I also love that it's a specific time set aside to remind someone of how much you love them. It's like a yearly reminder not to take your loved ones for granted. I know many see it as a day when men forgo spontaneity and are instead forced to be romantic, but I think it's what you make of it. For me, it's a fun time to decorate, make things, and share with each other all the reasons you love the other person...reasons you think of all the time, but forget to say out loud.
Anyway, apparently my husband likes the holiday a little more than I thought because I got the following today...
And this was on the kitchen table when I came home...
I also used Valentine's Day as an excuse to send a package to my Pop-Pop, the grandfather I don't live with. He lives by himself at an assisted living home several hours away, and I don't see him much, but I knew a little package would cheer him up. I included a heart shape note that explained the following gifts:
|Slippers to keep you warm through the rest of the winter.|
|a mug I painted...|
|....and a little bird I crocheted...|
|...to remind you that spring is coming soon.|
I also included some of the stained glass hearts I made a few months ago and told him that they were to brighten up his room.
Seriously, what's not to love about Valentine's Day? I'm off now to enjoy a delicious dinner and dessert that Steve and my dearest Daddy cooked for the whole family.