Really cheap, real-life garden porn. Yes, now I've got quite a few still healthy andviable pansies to plant tomorrow.
The decorated giant chocolate chip Valentine's cookies that Mom & I made yesterday evening. Yes, it's silly. Yes, they're decorated badly (hey, we'd had more than a few glasses of wine by that point). Yes, the email she sent earlier in the week about planning an evening to make the cookies made me cry, because we haven't done this since I was, oh, maybe 6 years old and I LOVED IT. It was the one thing about Valentine's that made me question my intense hate for the "holiday."Don't get me wrong. Valentine's can be beyond fabulous, I'm sure. But it's never been beyond fabulous for me. (Let me caveat that by saying that I had a wonderful Girls Night Out this past Valentine's and it takes the cake, so far, no contest.)
My hate for Valentine's probably has something to do with realizing I was one of, oh, maybe two kids in class of 25, that only got two or three stupid valentines from the other kids in the class. And this happened year after year. And it was worse when teachers made it mandatory that you bring valentines for EVERYONE and announced it to the class, because that's oh-so-good for your self-esteem: getting a bag of valentines from people who didn't want to give them to you in the first place.
And I'll spare you my thoughts about middle school and high school. Just take the above feeling and apply to adolescence. Yeah.
5 comments:
Your night with your mom stole the cake? Not the cookie? Sorry, but I couldn't resist the temptation to crack that joke.
The cookie night sounds like a blast and while the cookies may not LOOK like it's from Mrs. Field's, I'm sure it tastes better.
And I hate Valentine's Day, too. You can read my blog to find out what our alternative V-day night was. We're anti-Hallmark holidays.
Hmmm, those cookies look yummy! :) Good luck with the pansy planting.
I can commiserate, as I was the same kid growing up. I don't think I got anything for 2 of the middle school years, perhaps I didn't get beaten up that year? Not sure that I remember. Oh well, they're a bit better than that nowadays, but it still isn't my favorite holiday. (usually Halloween if you cared to know - first holiday that I ever felt popular on (in college)).
Thanks, girls. Makes me wonder how many closet Valentine's haters are out there!
And yes, the cookies are very yummy. And no, I haven't taken either of them to work so that IT can devour them. But I perhaps ought to; the one is starting to get stale, but with icing all over it, those boys would eat it in a heartbeat!
You gotta admit- sometimes Mom knows the best way to help.
I'm jealous. I'm totally craving one of those now. Plus, I don't remember ever making them when we were younger- maybe that's before I was cognizant.
You know you are welcome to come hang out with me this weekend- David's going out of town so we could do all kinds of girly things.
love, debbie
Hey little sis. Oooh, girly things? Really? You're on. I'll call later and we'll chat. :)
XXOO
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