My Funny Valentine

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone. Living with three little brothers, it’s a little tough to see them growing up so fast. Last night, my little brother’s valentine called to remind him to bring flowers and cards to school. So being the nice sister that I am, I took him to the grocery store, and bought candy, cards and balloons, out of my own pocket, for him to take to school. Lucky girl.

Well I don’t have a romantic valentine. I sort of have one but he’s not spending more than $5 on me. Yes, I have a pity valentine. Under our agreement, I get a chocolate cake shooter at the bar, a hug and a kiss on the cheek. How special.

I am not really sad or upset to not have a valentine. I am just happy to have great friends, single friends, I can spend time with at the bar tonight. Since I didn’t have a real Valentine, I decided to be my own Valentine. Call me vain, but whatev! I love me. I loooooooooooooooove me.

I woke up, took a shower and got dressed. Then turned on my computer and bought myself a gift. No I didn’t buy flowers to be delivered to my office, although that would have been a nice touch. I logged on to the web and bought myself the Gucci Large Horsebit Hobo bag. I was almost tempted to throw in a Chanel Camellia pin but my debit card wouldn’t let me.

It wasn’t an impulse buy. I have been meaning to get this bag for a while so why not today of all days to show myself how much I love me.