So, I am going to be honest here, I am not a huge fan of Valentines Day. Perhaps my former single self loathed all the flowers and candy I was missing out on. I like to think that it is a silly holiday, something that the card stores and candy stores came up with to make people spend money after Christmas.

I feel that you should make your significant other feel loved all year long. I want flowers on June 5th just because, or a “surprise present” any time of the year. I feel like Vday puts a lot of pressure on couples to do something because it is a holiday about “love.” Well, if you are truly in love, you shouldn’t just let that person know on Vday or their birthday. The last thing I want to do to prove my love on Vday is go sit in an over crowded, over priced restaurant. I am not judging those that do, to each their own. It just is not very personal to me.

With all that being said. Chris and I sort of have a tradition for the way we spend our Vday. Chris and I had our first date in January of 2010, so we were still a “new” couple when Vday rolled around. I was living in Atlanta, and Chris lived here in Birmingham at the time. I told him I wasn’t super in to the holiday, but I wanted to do something special for him. I cooked him homemade lasagna. It was the very first time I made such a complicated meal, and I did everything from scratch (yummy homemade sauce and all!) I also went out and got a fun bottle of wine and bought 2 super cute wine glasses that had hearts and such on them. (I will try to post a picture tomorrow if I remember.) Chris came out and we had dinner together. He brought me the cutest white bear holding a heart, a bottle of perfume, lots of chocolate, and a super cute overnight bag from Victoria’s Secret that it was all in. I felt a little silly, because all I did for him was get him a card, make a picture frame with our first picture in it and make him dinner.

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Have you ever had to work with someone who is always negative? For whatever reason, there is always someone who is the Negative Nancy of the office. Why does it have to be like that?

Most of the people in my current office are friendly, and laid back. We all politely say good morning, how are you and joke around with each other on a daily basis. Some of the girls I work with are super nice, and I enjoy taking my lunch with them often. (Almost daily!)

Then there is this one person in our office, “Negative Nancy”. She has a HORRIBLE attitude all the time. Anything she is asked to do is a huge ordeal. She sighs and grunts and acts like you just gave her some terrible, horrible human torture project to work on. When she is filing, or just grabbing something from the supply room…she cusses and fusses. I have never heard such unprofessional language in all my life. It is one thing when you say something in good fun, but a completely different story when you do it in a disruptive and disrespectful manner.

Have you ever noticed that when you dislike someone, you get to a point that everything they do bothers you?

First Broken Heart

My first broken heart was in 9th grade. There was a boy that I liked all through middle school, and I finally started to “talk” to him the summer between my 8th and 9th grade school years. My parents decided to move right as school was starting back up, and we ended up having to change school districts. I never saw him again. Middle school love…such a heart break!

First Thing You Do When You Wake Up In The Morning

The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is hit the snooze button! After a round or two of this, I reluctantly get out of bed and drag myself to the shower. Real exciting, huh? 

First High School Dance/Prom
Sadly, I never went to any high school dance or prom. The middle of my sophomore year, my parents moved us to Georgia. This was the 4th different school in 5 years, so I was over it. I was quiet, and kept to myself mostly. I had a few very close friends, but never really tried anymore to get “involved.” I quit most all of my extracurricular activities. My junior year, I think I went to the movies with some friends instead of prom. My senior year…wait for it…I worked on prom night! Looking back, sometimes I wish I would have gone, even if it was with a few girlfriends in a group, or a good guy friend. Mainly because I don’t have any super awesome dated pictures of what was popular in 2001 to wear to prom. 

Well, I don’t have much of a weekend to update. Friday I had my surgery to remove my wisdom teeth. It went well, and Chris had a good laugh at me in the recovery room. Apparently I thought my feet looked like clown feet, and I asked him several times where we were and how we got there. Good times.

Chris was so sweet, and got me this dog before my surgery. We pretty much snuggled up all weekend, because my real dogs were too much to handle!

Saturday I got up the strength to visit my nephews birthday party for a few minutes. My sister had a carnival theme, and there was popcorn, cotton candy and cake. Everything I wasn’t allowed to eat. The torture of amazing smells about did me in. She did an amazing job on his cake though! It was a Lego cake.

Sunday, I again had a date with the recliner in our living room. It’s been where I have sat and slept all weekend. I watched Magic Mike for the first time. Yum. Other than that, it was random TV until the Grammy’s.

 Now, I am going to be honest with you. I only watched about 15-20 minute of the Grammy’s. I think it is just me, and the fact that I am getting old or something…but I was totally weirded out. Taylor Swift opened, and normally I love her performances, but what in the world did that performance have to do with the actual lyrics of the song? Then FUN. came on, and that is about where it ended for me. I guess I am not “hipster” enough to understand it. I thought the song was horrible, and that the dude needed to brush his hair.I couldn’t handle anymore, and Chris and I turned it off. Most of the people who win the awards aren’t even from our country, and half the time I have never heard of them. I saw people like Katy Perry, Carrie Underwood, and Rhianna in the audience, and I knew some of them were supposed to be on…but I just couldn’t wait for them. Most importantly, I hate Justin Timberlake’s new song, and didn’t want catch his performance and be highly disappointed in his new song, looks and lack of Britney Spears as his arm candy.  Yup, I am old.

I hope everyone has a wonderful week! Don’t hate me too much for hating on the Grammy’s. I probably didn’t stick around long enough to enjoy it. I was also on pain medicine, so there’s that.