I love this holiday!!!! My favorite colors, red and pink, are splashed in every store from New Year's until now. In honor of one of my fave holidays, I'm listing descriptions of the most memorable!
3rd grade, February 1977--It was a cold Saturday and I sat on the living room floor of our modest mobile home watching The Little Rascals re-runs. I carefully used the mimeographed list of my class, my best pen, and my best handwriting to address my notes of love. I picked the best for my best friends and boys who I chased around the playground. I left the ones that I liked least for the kids who annoyed me or smelled.
9th grade, February 1983--I baked a nice one layer cake, frosted it, decorated it, and lugged it to school for my boyfriend. I had broken up with the love of my life for this guy. I wore a white skirt, hose, dress shoes and a pretty blouse. He didn't want the cake, broke up with me, and I started my period WHILE WEARING THE WHITE SKIRT! I borrowed a friend's jacket, tied it around my waist, approached the witchy teacher, explained my situation and ran to the nurse. She took pity on me. I removed my skirt and hose etc. She took them to home ec. while I sat wrapped in a blanket on the gurney in her office. She washed, dried and returned them! I missed all of two classes that I hated anyway. I hugged her and cried when she returned them and told her of my broken heart. She cried too. Shittiest Valentine's EVER!
10th grade, February 1984--It snowed like a mother fucker. We missed, like, two straight weeks of school! The snow was a few feet at least. My parents got out and went to the store before the storm hit. My loving mom stocked me up with tons of girl mags!!! She got me cool color/girl things to do while snowed in. It Rocked!
Grown up grade/February 1997--I went into labor at about 6 in the morning. It had snowed and iced over night. I weighed 175 lbs. and my child was 2 weeks PAST DUE. I would have crawled on my hands and knees in a foot of snow to the gd hospital if forced to do so! Easy labor--3hours, good drugs!!!!, and a beautiful 9 lb 13 oz baby boy was born on that Valentine's Day!!!! Every year I celebrate the holiday, I believe that he is the BEST Valentine's present I've ever gotten. He turns 13 years old tomorrow!!!!!!!! What a true blessing.
Happy Fuckin Valentine's Day Bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
