Don’t Tell Me to Prove My Love

Momservation: Save yourself the $7 on a Valentine’s Day card and show me you love me by taking the garbage cans to the curb every week.

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I figured out why I don’t like Valentine’s Day.

Besides the youthful disappointment of way over-thinking whether to add “I love you” to Todd Blackwell’s Valentine card in second grade only to get an unsigned Scooby Doo Valentine in return.

Besides the teenage angst of hoping your crush was finally going to go for it on Valentine’s Day and reveal he HAD been noticing you—only to find out he’s been noticing the party girl with the big boobs.

Besides being surrounded by your roommates’ bouquets from their boyfriends while you spend your evening home in your jammies with Dylan McKay and Kelly Taylor from 90210.

Besides it being a Hallmark holiday that forces its way to the top of my over-loaded To Do List to make sure everyone from Nose-Picker Sally in Mrs. Tucker’s class to dear, sweet Grandma Silveira have been notified through an over-priced-briefly-read card that we hope they have a very happy Valentine’s Day.

Ultimately, I don’t like Valentine’s Day because I don’t like people telling me what to do (just ask my husband).

I don’t want to have to send a $7 card telling someone I love them on February 14. I do that every day of the damn year for those I really love.

I don’t want a barometer of my love to be how special I can make one day of the year to be. Every day is Valentine’s Day for my family because I cook, clean, do their laundry, grocery shopping, errands, and take care of most of their needs—generally validating on a daily basis that I love them so much I will do anything for them.

I don’t want to be told that I must feel amorous and want to put on lingerie because it is Valentine’s Day. I take care of my man. He’s been riding the Love Train for 27 years. He would’ve gotten off by now if I didn’t know how to do romance the other 364 days of the year.

So don’t tell me today is the day I have to prove my love. Don’t tell me this is the most romantic day of the year. And certainly don’t tell me what I have to do because it’s Valentine’s Day and I need to make this day special.

I do special every f**cking day, baby. Because that’s what enjoying the journey means.

Put that in a Valentine’s Day card and send it where the sun don’t shine.

#DontTellMeWhatToDo  #HallmarkHoliday  #MakeEveryDayCount


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