i do not heart vd

i'm talking about valentine's day people. not the other vd. wait. clarification: i mean i'm sure, i know, i wouldn't like that either but seeing as it is valentine's, that's what i am talking about. are we clear? ok. anyway, i was driving to get london from school and this is what i looked like:driving, holding a giant hershey kiss (i won a contest: "who has the most unique item in their purse" me-dirty socks. i have kids, remember?) so, i'm driving and i have this big chocolate kiss in my heavily-gloved hand because i couldn't just wait 20 minutes until i returned home. i wanted it NOW. i'm trying to bite the thing, so much so that my jaw begins to ache. but do i care? no, i just keep gnawing. i will suffer for chocolate. i end up dropping the foil on to my lap and the crumbs spill all over my coat. is that enough to stop? nah. by the time i reach london's school i have a 2" chocolate ball remaining and, heaven forbid i walk in to the school biting off chunks of chocolate so what do i do? i put it in my mouth. seriously. i didn't think it was that big but it was, almost too big in fact, to push to one side. so i look back at scarlett to see if she is watching (i was trying to hide it from her. no, i don't share) and she's looking at me like," what the hell is she doing?" and she asks,"what's in your mouth, mom?" "(mumbling)...just...(shift chocolate ball to other side)...sumf chclit(slurp)." "can i have some?" "naw, you had 'nuff stff day" (and here i've just eaten this gigantic ball of sugar). it worked! anyway i park and we sit in the car until i, at last, finish the little devil and end up feeling like crap, jaw and tummy, lick all evidence of chocolate from lips & teeth, re-gloss (word?) and jump out like i am completely void of guilt. then scarlett says, "here mom, hold my cute little hand." "ok!" so my point is that i hate valentine's day so much that i eat myself into a chocolate stupor. although i'd probably do the same if i loved v-day. so really, i have no excuse. but today, here and now, i vow to stop and just eat like a normal person (because honestly, is it a problem if you're trying to hide it? frick). well, i hope you all have a nice vd and get all the crap you hoped for cause i know i won't . not because of lee but because i don't make a big enough deal TO lee about not getting stuff. "oh don't get me anything. let's just save our money, use it so we can have gas to get to lame places like school" but really inside i'm thinking please, please, please, let this be the year he just surprises me with, like, a secret bank account full of thousands and thousands of dollars and hands me a plane ticket for the vacation of our dreams or at least $500 for a shopping spree. come on, you all do the same. i just know it. and if you do end up getting this crap, well then you suck. do i expect too much? perhaps. i was helping with london's class party today and asking all the moms what their plans were and they all just say, "oh, i don't know. nothing really." is this what married couples have become?? i don't want to be this. i want to be the couple who takes time out of the regular, mundane lives to show love, to let lee know how much i love him and want him. the couple who goes overboard. let's just be all-out crazy & do the uncommon thing and actually CELEBRATE V-day. our vd usually consists of lee arriving home from work around dinnertime, or later, putting the kids to bed, waiting until they fall asleep by dicking around on the computer, reading, watching a movie, then locking ourselves in our room for a romantic romp of sorts and potentially getting an actual vd. hey, at least i'd know i got something! :) love you lee xoxo ;) HAPPY VALENTINE'S TO ALL.

here are some pictures from london's class party.



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