And, it's a rant. No pretty pictures of birds and flowers, no slightly irregular pottery pieces to giggle at, not even any yucky photos of X-rays and incisions. So, if you are looking for something cheery, funny, or educational, you've come to the wrong place today.
Today is Valentine's Day and it is my least favorite day of the year. No, I take that back. It is my second least favorite day. My least favorite is Sweetest Day, because that "holiday" is totally the invention of the cards and flowers people. I give a very slight edge to Valentine's Day. At least it has its roots in some sort of history and tradition, depressing though it may be. Hearts, flowers, Cupid, chocolates - I hate it all. OK, not all the chocolates, just the ones in heart-shaped boxes.
For the terminally single among us, the days and weeks leading up to VD serve only to remind us of our aloneness. Store displays and TV commercials promote twosomes. Single people are made to feel like second class citizens as we microwave our Soup for One or our Healthy Choice frozen dinner entree while couples dine out on love and champagne. One is indeed the loneliest number in mid-February.
The curse of VD is one of the two reasons that February is my least favorite month of the year. The other is the weather. After some teasing days of temperatures in the 40's and 50's, even flirting with a near-record high in the low 60's, February has taken that downward swing it always does. Snow, sleet, freezing rain, rain, and back to snow again. The roads are a mess, and I have a cramp in my shoulders, a combination of shoveling slushy snow and hunching tensed up behind my steering wheel, wondering why I live so far from civilization.
More reasons to be cranky- an anticipated visit from a friend this weekend has had to be postponed. And, I am getting a cold.
So, as you can see, I have good reason to be in a bad mood, and I don't see any chance of recovery for the next 24 hours. Beware the bad-tempered blogger.