its not that I'm not a romantic.  and, as a matter of fact, i happen to be very much in love.

just please don't make me sit through another "he went to Kay's . . . " commercial - or replace my treasured twizzlers with a bag of heart shaped marshmallows - or goad me into attempting last minute dinner reservations that I probably won't even be able to make now, filling the pit of my belly with nothing more that misplaced guilt.

i'm simply not buying it.  no really.  i'm not buying.

valentine's day history is dubious at best. it seems more a contrived holiday meant to seduce us well meaning relationship lovers into spending money during a time which would otherwise be a lull in the land of retail.

actually, if you really want to know where it came from - it seems it's pagan roots at one time had romans sacrificing animals, then slapping young women with strips of the animals skin to bestow fertility.  (so if your significant other comes home this sunday with a pork chop - RUN!)

here in my home, every day is a celebration of love.  in fact, my hubby wakes to the sound of love each morning as I grind his coffee.  and at least a few times a week, my love surprises me with my favorite breyer's wrapped in a recycled grocery bag. 

this year, i'm staying home for valentine's day.  completely boycotting the nonsense.  maybe even practice a little yoga.  the kama sutra kind.  and it won't even cost my husband a dime!

in the words of squeeze . . . "now that is love!"

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