I have nothing against Valentine’s Day, really. Yeah, I’m floating out here singly in a world that seems to more easily make sense of twos. But that’s okay. Shit happens, or in my case, doesn’t.
And the argument that it’s a capitalistic, greeting-card-company-created holiday is just silly, I think — so’s Mother’s Day and Halloween and Christmas. Name me one holiday that isn’t trying to sell you shit. And no, Arbor Day doesn’t count, smarty pants.
So I’m not going to write a post bemoaning the day or perkily telling you how much I love my family and friends, who are my true Valentines blah blah blah.
I’m just going to point you to some good writing on the subject and leave it at that.
Hannah is sweet and we’re new blog-buddies (hope she’s okay with that term).
Laura Olin pulls these two lovelies together (we’re not blog-buddies, but a girl can dream).
CribChronicles quotes Edna St. Vincent Millay, so my day is made.
And ShutterSisters asks for lovely coupley images.
So if you’re a one or a two or, hell, a swinging three or four, have a happy Valentine’s Day. Or a happy Monday. Whatever blows your skirt up.