Once upon a time, I was a girl who got lost in the fantasy of Valentine's day. I was a girl with dangerously high expectations for this flowery holiday. A girl who dreamed of dancing and diamonds and dinner I had to dress up for. A girl who ultimately took matters into her own hands and planned year after year of fabulous Valentine's adventures. Until, one day. I got tired. I realized my husband loved me, and I loved him, whether or not we were dining & dancing on one specific day of the year.
Perhaps, I am just getting old, but today was quite ordinary. Aside from the school party planning & doing, and the special treats for my little ones, and a pair of "Brasil" flip flops for my sweetie, it could have been any other ordinary Monday.
Luckily, I get to spend every single ordinary Monday with my very favorite people in the whole wide world.
Happy simple, quiet, blissfully ordinary Valentine's Day.