Valentines.

I have never been one for Valentines day. I think it is the result of being a little bitter and left out at school dances and such throughout elementary school. I was one of those kids who then put on a tough face and pretended it didn't matter when really deep down it probably did.
Now however, I realise there are so many more important things in life and I have a valentine for the rest of my life so why do I need just one day to make a big fuss and put on a show to tell him I love him. Should that not be everyday? The hard part for me however is that on the one hand I do find it silly, on the other, gifts and acts of service are totally my love language. Brent has kid before that he should just wrap up random things around the house, pretend they are presents and I would be happy. He is right. This year at Christmas and my birthday I had a little helper help me open my gifts and it made me a little sad that I did not get that joy. You can also call it selfish. I did in the end resist the urge to push her down and open it by myself.
Anyway, as a result of all of these mixed emotions for a greeting card company day I still get a little excited. This year I woke up to flowers, a pile of presents and cute card from the husband. The real gift in all of it however was the fact that I got to sleep in and he didn't wake me for presents. I love presents, but I also love sleep.
So the morning was presents. The afternoon my work schedule worked out that I got to go and watch some hockey with dad on my lunch and tonight I get to spend the night with my two favourite people. Jemma and the husband. We are taking my niece to a church skate and then to Tim Hortons for a treat. We will then drop her off at her house and then head home for a late dinner and a movie. Low key, but eventful. I am excited.

This is us skating last year. Excited to go again.