“Now it’s a great feeling when you find the right track to go with the day, and today, I have found the absolute perfect song.” -Definitely, Maybe
I might not have the perfect track for the day, but I do have the perfect movie and the perfect dinner for my first single V-day in a few years.
No, this is not a sad post.
I’ve had my fair share of great Valentine’s days, together with someone I cared deeply about, or somebody that I was on the edge of something new with.
I’ve also had the years where the night passed, just like any other. Nights when I was working… making coffee, driving the evening van service, calling people to give them surveys… Valentine’s days where I was in a relationship but did not get to see my significant other that day.
I’ve had a couple of years where I met up with my girls. Went to a movie, and/or dinner, and/or hung out at someone’s house, just loving on the ladies I love to love so much.
I had the year where I went and had a crazy Crazy CRAZY night out in response to my singleness. I still crack up AND cringe about it.
I think (though I’m not sure) that I’ve managed to avoid the year where I spent the evening crying my eyes out; I’d like to keep it that way.
But let’s talk about today.
Let February 14, 2012 mark the date that I began cooking with puff pastry. And the day when a student brought me a chocolate apple. The day I made macaroni and cheese bites and fancy pigs in a blanket and ate marinated mozzarella and enjoyed being a lazy fatty.
Life is good. And goodness knows that I’ve put in the work to earn an evening of self-love (don’t make this statement into a gross one).
