Valentine's Day...

I should be complaining. I should be depressed and want to sit around in my pajamas and stuff my face full of something chocolate. I should be crying into my pillow and wondering when my knight in shining armor will show up with arms full of roses and red Valentine's Day cheer. And yet...I'm not. Is that weird? Usually I do feel these things as this time of year rolls around. Yeah, sure, what woman doesn't want someone to love them and treat them like a queen? This year is mine, though. Seriously! I'm doing things for myself and loving it. I'm truly happy for everyone who does have someone to love. And I know that maybe someday I'll be the one with schmoopy eyes and little birds twittering around me. Until then, I won't be bitter. I won't hold a man-hating seance. I won't glare down those loving couples I see. Know what I will do? I'll love me. Because let's face it, I'm amazing. :)

Oh, and here's a picture that made my morning...my friend's mom works at this junior high. My friend posted this picture on Facebook with the caption: "Yeah, that's one event I will NOT be attending..." Classic!