A Valentine's Day at home

Sucks, ya?

While I should be thinking of what to wear for a cool Valentine's Dinner tonight, I am now propped up in bed with my laptop writing an entry on Valentine's Day. My stomach has been acting up again since last night and I like to credit that to some 'free' lunch from the office yesterday. Now you know why they say there's no such thing as a free lunch! The upside is I am on medical leave, so I got to catch up on reading blogs and such between toilet runs. Which also means, the dinner for two tonight will be postponed. Yep, Papa Bkworm, I am taking a rain check on that one! *winks*

Talking about Valentine's Day brings to mind those days when I was still working in the bank. Valentine's Day has always been a day to look forward to or dread, depending on how one looked at it. There were quite a few ladies in the office and the game of 'Who-are-those-roses-for' would start early in the morning until it was time to go home. Each time, the door to the office buzzed, everyone would look up to see who was coming in and if it was the delivery man/woman/boy/girl from the florist, one could almost feel the electricity in the air. Some would look up in expectancy. Some like me, would carry on with our work, secretly hoping that the man/woman/boy or girl would walk up to our desk with that glorious bouquet of red roses to the envy of the other female population in the office.

So you see, once I stopped working, the flowers stopped coming. Papa Bkworm's take was, "Honey, there's no office to send to. Who's going to see? Let's spend the money on something more worthwhile, yah!" Ok. That's what married people do. *comforts myself* And working part time now, doesn't count as real work. LOL!!

While I would love the attention of receiving a dozen roses from my 'loh koong', the realist in me also know better than have money spent in this manner, knowing fully well, how florists jack up the prices of flowers on this day. He loves me, shows it in all the things he does for me everyday and it's not going to wilt like fallen petals after a week. SAHM said it so well in her Valentine's Day post.

To you out there who loves to ask, "Eh, what did your husband/boyfriend/lover give you this Valentine's?", do remember that love needs no diamonds, flowers, chocolates or expensive Valentine's Day set dinners to make that love anymore real than a husband/boyfriend/lover who is really loving you in a million other intangible ways!