14 February 2006
it's VALENTIMES day
I say valentimes because that's the way I always said it as a kid. valentimes-- as in, it's time for VALENS. bring on the valens. where are my valens? I love the valens.
and I know it's all just a big commercial racket but I have never been one to say no to all the pink and redness. hearts cut from construction paper and flimsy doilies, glitter in your hair and paste all over your hands. the promise of fresh flowers and exotic chocolates wrapped in crinkly fuschia foil, I'll not say no to all that.
it's not so valentimey for me today though. I have slipped in cat puke, picked up the same crayons like, 78 times and am swimming in a sea of laundry. the clothes are all dirty so I am facing this day in sweat pants the color of mud and the size of a small midwestern town. it's either the sweats or a prom dress. this is what's clean. but don't cry for me, argentina. yesterday, I had a ball helping ava make valentines for her classmates and now we both have glitter in our hair. which is always cool. then we carefully laid out her outfit for the day (red shirt with sequined heart on the front, pink skirt with tiny red hearts, corresponding heart jewelry and barrettes and of course-- red sparkly shoes). we even had the time to put together a little valentine tree (a last minute, somewhat feeble attempt, nothing like this one or this one, all hail the masters... thanks for the inspiration, girls). so I got my VALENTIMES fix and I'm okay to slip in the cat puke and go on with my life. and maybe I'll have a little more time for the valens later on.
happy valentimes day, all my people. hope you get some valens. or give some valens. or both. always make time for the valens.
(p.s. happy birthday, valentimes-girl carlene... my mother-in-law, who is just one of the most fabulous women in the world.)