Thursday, February 14, 2013

My Beef with Valentine's Day

OK, I know this is totally kinda creepy, but last night FinnigantheCurious made himself a hamburger.

(Well, that in and of itself is not the creepy part.  Showing you a hamburger for Valentine's Day is the creepy part.  Unless you're vegan/veggie in which case, I totally hear you.)

He loves to make crazy shapes with the meat.  We break out the cookie cutters and everything.

"Fun" with meat.

Last night he made one that was really huge and round like a, oh, tennis ball.  

Like, huge.  (He learned a lesson in why tennis ball-shaped meat does not cook well on the stove.)

The other one he made was this giant, flat thing.   

I mean, it was like a huge watery pancake it was so thin and large.

BUT, it cooked down into this:






A heart patty!

I swear this is exactly what it did all on its own.

Isn't that crazy?

Clearly I don't have a lot going on here for Valentine's if I'm showing you heart-shaped hamburger patties.

I tried to cut my veggie patty into a heart shape too.

Fail.




Well, my dears, the day has come, sob sob, that my little bear is not really into making Valentines anymore.

OK, not that he ever was, but he would, ever so sweetly, pretend that he was because I looooove to make kid Valentines.

I have to admit that I am really not into the whole adult Valentine thing, but that's just me.

(Although I do love to send cards to the grandmas and get them from the grandmas!)

I always feel so put upon by the whole thing.  

Make card!  Not too sweet, not too sappy, not too not sappy!

Buy candy that neither of us needs!

Make dinner!

Get a baby sitter!

Make a reservation!

No reservations available!  Move to Plan B.  (or C, or D, or end up doing nothing.)

I know that is not very romantic of me, but I just don't really like it for me and Jackdaddy.

Jack, of course, is the most relieved man in America over this.

(Although we did get engaged on VD which was really sweet.)

(I think I was much more into it before I'd been married for eons. hahahaha.)

OK, where was I?

Oh, so, yea. Finn and Valentines.

I'm going to let you in on a little romantic secret!

Finn is sweet (really sweet) on a little girl who lives in the hood.

So I asked him if he would like to make her a Valentine, at least.

He said, no, but he would like to buy her some socks.

HAHAHAAH I swear to god...SOCKS.

How awesome is that?

She is the most adorable thing you've ever seen (and a much "older woman" to boot!) and she wears funky socks a lot so I think he's spot on with his idea.

So we're off to ride the bus downtown and find some special Valentine socks.

Sniff.  I wish I could protect his romantic heart forever, but, alas, that is his journey to walk.

I only hope the road is paved with rainbows, unicorns and fairy love dust.

(Meaning I hope his heart is not ripped from his chest and stamped in gravel multiple times like mine was.)

That's my bloody Valentine wish for him. 


I can't let him wake up with nothing in the way of Valentines though, now can I?


So there's a little stack of cards from me, and Grandmary and Jackdaddy.










And a little bag of Lindor's ...
And we're good to go!



I hope your love day is filled with whatever it is that you want, be it socks or whatever.

I want a nap and big, fat novel to read.

I wouldn't turn down some chocolate either.

xoxoxox

PS I just heard the damn garbage truck go by.  I forgot to put ours out.  Dammit, dammit, dammit.

22 comments:

  1. Socks! Awww, he wants his Valentine to keep her feet warm and cozy on this chilly Heart Day morning. It's original. It's practical. I love it! I bet she will too.

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    1. We got some rainbow striped toe socks!! Remember those?

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  2. I home-make my dear H. He buys store-bought for me, two this year. He's a very sentimental old sod even though he tries to act very tough. So - I kinda like valentines, and I would be sending all my children valentines, but they have never sent me one or acknowledge any in the past, so I just gave it up.
    ms mdd

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    1. Well POO on them, Ms Mudd!!

      From now on I will send you a valentine cuz I love you to pieces and want to show it!!

      Yea for H! Good man.

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  3. The best part of that post other than the socks...and the heart-meat is that tiny line at the end. I HATE forgetting the trash. Do you remember the sound of the *%$@ing street cleaners in LA? Laying in bed...knowing you were getting a ticket for not moving your car? I get that same deep panic attack with the garbage truck.

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    1. HAHAHAH OMG MO, YES YES YES!!! That was the WORST feeling ever. How many times did that happen to me? Countless. Have you ever seen that documentary about parking tickets in LA? I'll have to dig it up again.

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  4. I'm very much the same way, if you're feeling inspired then do whatever your heart desires, but don't buy me stuff to say you love me because someone else told you to. The girls, thankfully, are SO into Valentines (first year for E!) so we've had tons of fun making them for the last week. I've got lots of surprised up my sleeve for when they get home. xoxoxo

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    1. OOOO two little girls on valentine's day...swoon!!! Did they have fun? dude, I LOVED VDay at skool.

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  5. Me and my girls in the Inside Out Fancy Pants Warriors club (don't ask) have our own special V-Day tradition that takes the "V" in V-day to a whole new level.
    The new tradition, started by one of our illustrious members, is to schedule that most unpleasant of annual visits to the GYN for February 14th.
    That way, you never forget the yearly check up to be sure the plumbing is in order, cuz, hell, it's right in the title.
    Happy V-Day!
    P.S. I know it's not very romantic, but it is practical.

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    1. OH
      MAH
      GAWD I LOVE IT!!!

      hahahaha. VJ Day!!!

      I am so doing this from now on.

      HUzzah to the Inside Out Fancy Pants Warriors!! My mama had a group called The Sorry Dogs Club.

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  6. Me and my girls in the Inside Out Fancy Pants Warriors club (don't ask) have our own special V-Day tradition that takes the "V" in V-day to a whole new level.
    The new tradition, started by one of our illustrious members, is to schedule that most unpleasant of annual visits to the GYN for February 14th.
    That way, you never forget the yearly check up to be sure the plumbing is in order, cuz, hell, it's right in the title.
    Happy V-Day!
    P.S. I know it's not very romantic, but it is practical.

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    1. Totally fitting for National V-Day: http://www.vday.org/about
      (The 'V' in V-Day stands for Victory, Valentine and Vagina.)

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  7. You love us so much you did a VDay post before putting out the trash! Love you too! ~Laura from LB in the OC

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    1. Right? Am I nice or whut? You deserve it such love. Heeeeeee.

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  8. I love every Valentine I have ever gotten or sent. I will continue to send and hope those who love me will send one to me.
    Happy Valentine's Day to all.
    Merrymerry

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    1. Thank you for our lovely valentines mama!!! We all adored them...and you! See you tomorrow!!!

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  9. We have very similar meh feelings about Valentine's. My gift to Cane this year was to not get him anything, which he loved. Said it was the best one ever. The man has been forever spooked by the ghost of Valentine's past.

    Oh, and I so feel your garbage truck pain! And your kid growing older pain! And I have the same fears about my sweet boy's heart being trampled by some shallow young girl who will not see/appreciate the tender soul hidden beneath his shaggy hair and sarcasm. Yes, his path to travel. Sigh.

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    1. Ah, parenting. Sniff.

      I think Cane and Jack are kindred. Like us.

      xoxox

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  10. Hi, I'm a new reader - found ya through lady cordelia. Loving the blog. Love your Valentines Day wish for your son. My almost three year old said she was "told to" make a card for me...awwww shucks....talk about a downer ha ha.

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    1. Hey!! Oh my gosh, I LOVE Lady Cordelia blog, don't you? I'm so glad you came over, rover.

      HAHAHAH. My son got kinda sad when he woke up to his cards and candy because he didn't make me anything. I have him "the talk" and I think it cheered him up. "The talk" being that parents loooove to do such things for their kids and don't expect a thing in return.

      Just that he repairs my walker every now and then when I'm 80. Heeeee.

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  11. I'm not much on these "enforced" holidays. I went to the 1 billion rising rally at the capitol. We had dinner at home, snuggled, and talked. We had the tiniest bit of 80% dark chocolate (delish!), and that was about it. Oh and i bought some pink pillowcases to go with my gorgeous new Amy Butler Duvet cover. We also forgot to put out the trash! happy day after!

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    1. That sounds lovely, Nell.

      Oooo want to see your AB duvet!!! Is it on FB? I love your taste. And you!

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