February: Selfish, Not Selfish

You are probably wondering what happened to my daily count down.  Well, it wasn't tickling my creative fancy, so I dropped it.  I liked looking back and seeing what occurred over the month of January, but the method of delivery was a bit too white rice and chicken broth for me.

So instead, lets just sum up the month of February with a little Valentines day story:

I call this story: Selfish, Not Selfish.

I like to refer to February as the Hallmark month of love!   Now before anyone jumps down my throat for calling it that, lets get one thing straight...Hallmark isn't the only company making a killing...chocolates, flower shops, leather and lace...red and pink over kill...all of it.  It's big stuff this month.  

Do I find it a little sad and silly?  You betcha.  Am I one of those people that say "you don't need a month to show your love" and "you especially don't need to do it when EVERYONE else is being told to do the same thing."  Oh for sure.  I am one of those people.  Not because I am bitter or "so above it," but rather because I think it is true.  *hold your breath while I become a hypocrite*. I think of Valentines Day as a day that people 1) go out of their way to buy something that is expected ei: flowers, candies, something pink, red and covered in hearts 2) people without a significant other are forced to witness the madness 3) its a red, white and pink version of the "my genitals are bigger than your genitals" equivalent.  Total lame sauce. 

I love chocolates, flowers, cards, letters and all that jazz..but maybe my Taurusism is too strong because I prefer to receive stuff like that when no one else is receiving it.  I want the attention on me...i am not ashamed of being an Attention Whore.  It is who I am.  

*This is when you can stop holding your breath* Now, with all that being said...I ordered chocolate covered strawberries and roses for my husband and had them delivered to his job on two separate days.  Yep.  I sure did.  Why you might ask?  Simple...I wanted to embarrass him with love...and i wanted some Shari's Berries.  Nothing more, nothing less.  Here's the thing, my husband is not one to attract attention.  In fact, he prefers to sit back and blend in with the wall.  He is pretty reserved (for the most part) and gets embarrassed rather easily.  So, what better way than to have chocolates delivered on Thursday and Roses delivered on Friday...to the front desk...at his job...a major Home Improvement Store...that he manages...with over a hundred employees...that he has to pass...in order to put the stuff away...in his office...in the very back of the store.  Totally premeditated and thought out.  I even had some of his employees help me plan.  *you should take note...don't get on my bad side*

Needless to say, my Thursday consisted of UPS refreshing...until I got the "Delivered" notification!  Oh wait...mind you, I was also texting little hints throughout the week...like "I love you Berry much" and "roses are red..."  And "sign, sealed, delivered..."  He never caught on.  Was it cheesy and totally unnecessary?   Absolutely.  Anywho, once I saw that they were delivered...I could not contain my excitement.  *Psycho path tendencies* Then my phone rang and this is the first thing that I heard "seriously!?!  So freakin embarrassing, De'Aura.  Wow.  At my job, too?"  Let me tell you that I laughed for a minute straight.  Little did he know, that was part one of his two part gift.  And just for kicks and giggles (and because I actually did want a chocolate coved strawberry) I wrote a little message on the card "Enjoy! (FYI, only five of the are yours). With love"

That evening, he thanked me and said "I'm just glad you didn't send me flowers."  *insert the most evil laugh you can imagine*. It took everything in me to not break my cover.

Now it's Friday, and I am back at the UPS refresh...refresh....refresh....repeat 5 billion times...and I get a "Delivered" message.  *insert uncontrollable laughter* followed by *ring ring Mr.PSL: This is ridiculous.  Now I have to walk through the building, again, but with a giant box that says ProFlowers on it?!  You are too much."  Week.  Made.

I didn't get to snap a photo of the flowers, and I am kicking myself for being lazy about it.  They were beautiful....lime, coral, lavender, and yellow colored roses.  

So in the end, my " Valentines day is for the unoriginal and easily influenced " tangent was really a two fold event.  One, I got a great laugh from embarrassing my husband with Chocolates and flowers and two, I ate some delicious chocolate covered strawberries and woke up to beautiful springs flowers for a week straight.  Selfish, not selfish...