I have this very funny friend.

He doesn't like Valentine's Day. In fact, what did he call it (checks email communication), oh yes, "Boys, your nuts are ours" Day." Yup, yup, yup. Isn't that happy and sweet!?

It's about time for Valentine's Day - six days and a wake up. Wahoo! I actually like Valentine's Day - it's pretty. Pink and red, cupids and hearts - all sweet stuff. Up until last year, I still made Valentine's - my favorite being my senior year in college when I spent an inordinate amount of time putting bows on miniature bottles of tabasco (that I had stolen from my brothers MREs)... But I digress.

I love certain things about Valentine's Day - sending Valentines for one. I got the *cutest* ones for this year. (I said that to another friend and he promptly vomited). Regardless, I can't wait to address them tonight.

I adore Valentine's peeps - the oversized marshmallow confection that absolutely makes me smile. Socratic once asked if they were made of tears of bitterness and longing, but I refuse to get bogged down in that. I love Conversation Hearts - especially the yellow ones. White and green are my second and third favorites respectively.

I love that I get funny, if occasionally bitter, cards from friends. Now that everyone I seem to know is either about to be involved, involved or engaged, I imagine it will change.

Yes, it's a manufactured holiday, but no - it's not awful. And that's from a girl who hasn't been on a Valentine's date since high school.