Friday, February 8, 2013

Embracing Cupid

Here's a shocking revelation...single people hate Valentine's.  I know, it's Earth shattering, this new information.  Ha ha ha.  I'm so funny.  So here's another tidbit for you...I hate Valentine's whether I'm single or not.  Also shocking news.  Me?  The Grinch who hates Christmas also hates Valentine's?  I would have never imagined!  Yeah...  I'm not into holidays that guilt you into buying overpriced stuff for the people you love to show them that you love them.  But in keeping with my new found principle of being less of a crotchety old bitch, I'm embracing my inner cupid this year.  I have decorated the house accordingly and plan on NOT drinking a bottle of wine by myself and calling my mother crying this year.  Well, maybe just the crying on the phone to my mom part.  I still want to drink the bottle of wine.  Anyway, I found this adorable printable pennant banner online to hang from the mantle.  I added a few candles from around the house, some (fake) tulips in julep cups, and some printed song lyrics and love quotes in frames.  I thought it turned out rather cute! 


The two quotes read "La la, love you. Don't mean maybe." and "ever thine. ever mine. ever ours."
Two cool points for knowing what song the first one is from.  Negative two cool points for knowing the second only from its use in a very popular chick flick.


Nice fingerprints on the silver, Eileen.  Way to stay classy.


Vases with heart shaped glass filler and candles.  All from Michael's.


 Hope your Valentine's is spent with the one you love most, or at least with the one you love right now.  I'll be hanging out with Riley.  It's his 8th birthday, so we will be having steak for dinner.  Just kidding, I don't eat meat.  He'll be having fancy canned dog food and I'll have something along the lines of a bowl of cereal.  Ahh, the eating habits of a single gal... Much love!

1 comment:

  1. I love you forever and always !!!! Call me I 'll let you blubber in my ear instead of mommy. Kisses

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