i’m not a big fan of miss valentine.

i find her rather force-fed and contrived.

yet last year i revised my feelings for this day of 1-800-flowers & chocolates boxed.

i will, once again, fill my heart with love for those who year-long get my scorn, or whom have not been very kind to me.

in my imagination {where i spend buckets of splendid time i’ll have you know} these few and i will toast champagne, shed tears and share laughter like old, dear friends.

this may make me soft, and a little bit of a dreamer, but it makes for a very happy holiday as i lay my head to sleep.

valentine’s day happy to you m’loves.