I never gave a darn about St. Valentine’s day, even when I was dating, courting, and first married. being an old-married, has freed us from even noticing the day.
my 13-year-old niece has been staying with us since last year, being that middle school in Seward, Alaska is quite subpar.
she seems happy here, but is conflicted about her parents and sister being so far away. there is a bit of tension as she wants to stay here for H.S. and her mom wants her back home.
teh LK and I are doing our best to stay out of it.
but we thought at least we can provide her a little Valentine’s cheer
went to Krogers, bought a few handfuls of yellow, spring-looking flowers.
and a card.
I was the only woman walking around with flowers – placed was packed with men of all ages and walks of life, clutching dozen roses. so that was amusing.
since I don’t normally shop for gifts on V-day, I don’t know how recent this phenomenon is:
clamshell containers full of rose petals.
“petaled for your convenience”
I saw two teenage boys each grab one container and giggle.
they soooo think they are getting laid tonight