Valentine's Day is tomorrow, and I've got to say - I couldn't care less. I'm not the kind of girl who gets excited over the
For the last 10 Valentine's Days (maybe more), I've had a hot date with my other single girlfriends. It has always turned into a girls night - cooking dinner at home, going to a movie, going out and getting drunk, etc. It has always been another excuse for a girls night with my close friends, except last year.
Last year was the worst Valentine's Day you could imagine. I mean, don't get me wrong - I didn't CARE, like.. at ALL.. but last Valentine's I cried into a bowl of ice cream and tried to nap all afternoon. Doesn't sound dramatic at all, right?
Lets back-track a little bit here... last Valentine's Day I had my wisdom teeth extracted in an emergency removal surgery. You see, the first week of February I ended up having a bad case of strep.. while I was dealing with all the fun side affects the come with having strep, my jaw started to hurt - a lot. So I got it checked out, and sure enough, my wisdom teeth were cutting through the skin and the gums and teeth had gotten infected from the strep bacteria... funnnn. So on Valentine's Day I left work around 11am to head to the dentist and have my wisdom teeth extracted. I was so fortunate that my roommate bestie, Amanda, took the afternoon off work to pick me up from my appt and bring me home. It was honestly one of the worst afternoons of my life. The drugs wore off and the pain, oh the pain was horrific. I was starving, but I couldn't eat anything. I tried to eat some ice cream and it was just SO painful and I remember sitting on my bed crying into a bowl of ice cream because of the pain... and probably also because I really just wanted to eat that ice cream.
And that's the story of my terribly dramatic Valentine's Day. However, exactly one week after the worst Valentine's Day of all time, I went on the best date of my life - my first date with Justin.
If you ask me, Justin has it pretty easy. I don't really care about 'V-Day', I don't need chocolates, and presents, and all things pink and red, I don't want teddy bears, or 42 dozen roses, I'm just happy to not have strep throat, not have to have my wisdom teeth out, and have somebody who is willing to put up with all of my