The only thing that annoys me more than Hallmark holidays created for the sake of making money off unneeded gift items, plumping up participants on chocolate and invoking some sort of emotional reaction… is those that buy into it. How does being alone on Valentine’s Day differ from any other day? If you don’t want to be sad and depressed about it… then don’t be! Easy as that!
With that said, I intended on spending Valentine’s Day how I would any other Sunday in a winter month—or any day after a blizzard for that matter—on a mountain!
Long, and not necessary, story short, my weekend in the snow turned into a weekend in the city. And while I would have been happy ending the big V day with bruised knees and a bit of whiplash, the company that I enjoyed was much warmer than the snow. 🙂
Maybe it was because I had already chosen not to treat Valentine’s Day any differently than any other day of the year, maybe it was because I’d have ended the day with a smile on my face no matter what, or maybe I was just lucky… but that lil fat baby seemed to think I deserved a bit of red glittery Hallmark sparkle in my Valentine’s weekend. And I got it… not literally red glittery Hallmark sparkle, but a form of pleasant and enjoyable human interaction… but kinda in a Hallmark red sparkly way, sorta… well, no not really in that way, but it seems that everything has a red——oh whatever, you get my point.
And since it was a three-day weekend and cupid kept me busy on the big V to the Day, I spent Monday honoring our dead presidents by throwing myself down snowy steep landscape on a long piece of fiberglass and wood…