I have a horrible confession to make. I’m flunking Valentine’s Day this year.
What does a woman who’s been married a loooong time and who’s a romance writer blog about for Valentine’s Day? Probably not what you’d think. 🙂
I glanced around to see what some of my favorite blogs were talking about today. (Yes, I was hoping to
rip someone off get an idea.)
One talked about making cupcakes. Red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese icing. Warning she doessn’t give a recipe (maybe it’s a mix). She did show us how pretty they are and make me hungry. 😦
Since I have a wedding next month for which I’m trying to lose a few pounds, thanks, but no thanks.
I went to another one with a whole bunch of Big Name romance authors. No joy there.
A guest writes about the great time he had, going to the Sundance Film Festival. Sadly, he didn’t even mention SEEING Robert Redford. 😦 😦
Why bother? (I asked him if he got to chat with Bob while he was there. I’ll let you know if he answers me.)
And then I went to a blog with even more Big Name romance writers. Big Name romance writer, Sabrina Jeffries, is talking about When It Sucks to be a Romance Writer.
Funny, I’ve never known a romance writer who’s all that romantic. I’ve found that most of them are too busy writing to remember what day it is.
I’m not even a very good VD mom.
- I don’t have any cards from when my kids were small to show you, although I’m sure I’ve saved some in a box somewhere.
- I haven’t mailed my kids cards this year. (I think I sent them cards last year with Starbucks gift cards in them.)
- I probably won’t call them and tell them happy VD. And I doubt if they’ll call me.
I did buy some heart shaped chocolate candies for my man, but I put them in a jar with a lock down top to slow me down from eating them. (I should put a sign on them, “Remember the wedding.” Or set a mouse trap inside.)
I’ll think of something wonderful for dinner tonight. I’m sure I will. And G-Man will smile and act as if he likes what I cook . . . but how many ways can you cook chicken breasts? And after awhile, salad is just . . . salad.
I think I’ll give him that bowl of heart shaped Cheerios for breakfast they show in the commercial. Or is it a heart shaped bowl of Cheerios? Oh, well.
I did find a really cool card online to show you.
What are you doing to celebrate? Warning: Any ideas you have might be
ripped off borrowed.