The shock that I should have prepared something for Valentine’s day for the middles, who attend a bilingual school still hasn’t worn off. We don’t really do Valentine’s Day here. We have our own day for lovers, and besides, I’m not big on this holiday to start with. So I wasn’t prepared with Valentines or candy or anything. The day was saved by Kevin’s lovely parents, who came over to breakfast. His dad made Ex-Benedict XVI (16 eggs benedict… yes, I am still giggling) while his mom printed out funny valentines for the kids to take along. We grabbed lollipops and other candy out of the Purim stash to add top the valentines, and they were good to go. One less candy item for purim baskets. The kids actually came home with pretty much the same thing they took, and after eating a few pieces, they recycled the rest of the candy for the Purim stash.
This year was the first that the elementary school did anything for Valentine’s Day American style, and I’m not exactly happy about it. Just like with Family Day, I don’t think a day drowning in red and pink syrup is the best representation of romance.
True romance is when you can’t sleep well without your spouse by your side.
True romance is waking up to your loved one rubbing the knots out of my muscles in your back.
True romance is when you like milk chocolate, but buy raisins covered in dark chocolate, so you can share it with your dairy intolerant spouse.
True romance is when you plant a rose bush on your balcony, so there are roses for her every day.
Whether you choose to fight the crowds to go out on February 14, or you stay in with leftovers for dinner, it really doesn’t matter. This one day should not make all the difference. If you enjoy celebrating it, do it. If you despise the day, and can’t wait for February 15, feel free to hide from the world. If you can’t wait for February 15th till all the Valentine’s candy goes on sale, you are a person after my own heart!
So what are we doing? The kids decided to cook lunch: creamed spinach (with lots of garlic, of course) and heart shaped eggs. Except the eggs refused to become heart shaped. For dinner I decided to order sushi and pizza, and we will listen to the live broadcast of Harel Skaat’s concert on Reshet Gimmel. I gave you the link, just in case you want to join us. You can just click the orange thing I marked below:
I hope all of you have a happy February 14th whether you celebrate Valentine’s Day or not!