V-Day

Sunday, a day of rest and reflection... well I at least rested, taking a 2 hour nap this afternoon.

Church was interesting this morning, with the readings and homily being about how a person has to choose the correct choices, or at least think very hard before making a choice.

I didn't do anything creative today, yet. I still need to write in my paper journal. I had such a busy weekend, with going to see Jeff Dunham, the comedian, last night. (The show was great, by the way.)

I also fixed stuffed chicken breasts (with the help of County Market) for supper, and a friend of the family had given us some red velvet cupcakes for V-Day. Yum!

Usually, DH and I get cards for one another on V-Day, but this year, we agreed that the comedy show was our present. (I've had the tickets since before Christmas.) I personally think that V-Day is overrated. I would rather have reminders every day that I am appreciated, such as a kind word, or a hug, or the chores done. LOL It's too easy to buy flowers and jewelry. It's hard to say those love words and sincerely mean them.

Tell the important people in your life how much you love them before it's too late. It's one thing I regret about not being in a demonstrative family. Other than in cards, I don't recall saying "I love you" to my grandparents before they passed away. Now, though, I try to tell other family members when I can.

But don't let the words become meaningless, either. Mean them when you say them. Damning with faint praise is worse than never giving praise at all, and so it is with love.