Mutterings and Musings

Happy St V-Day

It's Valentine's Day. Whoopee, can you feel my all but non-existent enthusiasm? As a single, I never got the excitement of Valentine's Day - in fact I downright loathed all the hype. I'm not a gushy person, and I resent being told what to buy, for whom, and when. As half of a duo, I confess I still don't get it. I buy Best Beloved random gifts all year round, whenever the mood takes me or I see something that I think it will especially like (or dislike ...). So being told to buy lots of needless pink, red or black undies, chocolate (okay, maybe the chocolate) or roses (I prefer gerberas) just rankles.

I'll admit I still bought Best Beloved a card - he won't admit to being gushy, but he kinda is. And went into the kitchen to find he'd laid out one for me.

You're my kind of WEIRDO!

A lime green card with YOU'RE MY KIND OF WEIRDO scrawled all over the front and little floating hearts.

I guess I should be flattered - it's a little more from the heart than the generic To The One I Love cards you normally see this time of year.

So well done Best Beloved - I'm finally rubbing off on you - oh dear. ​