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10:00 a.m. - 2007-02-06 Then there are the cards for women, from women, that are all angry and cynical about valentines day and say things like "Fuck cupid, let's go shoe shopping." Umm, if it really makes you mad, just ignore it. I remember almost exactly 10 years ago when Kelly Cooke gave my somewhat disgruntledly single self a really nice homemade card on Valentines Day. I remember she and matty came over to our dorm and Matt Hale and I were hanging out doing homework and Kels showed up with this great card. That was extra special nice. If my mother hadn't gone on a cleaning and purging spree in an effort to rid her house of all evidence of having a daughter, in order to make room for her one million Christmas sweaters, I might still have such keepsakes. Speaking of my mother, she actually does a pretty good job of finding the one card in the card aisle that says what she wants to say. I have a hard time with this. I break out into a cold, nervous sweat while reading cards that start out with anything remotely sentimental...my precious mother....my beloved husband...to the love of my life.....arghghgh! I think, as usual, I am probably in the minority. Some people enjoy this process. But it makes me uncomfortable and nervous, like I am reading someone's secret thoughts. |