Today is Valentine's Day, in case you missed all the red hearts plastered everywhere.
We don't pay much attention to Valentine's Day except to load up our kids with sugar to distribute for the class parties that mark such a day.
I guess I was never really knocked off my feet with roses and chocolate, though I do like those gestures. Roses mean more to me when they're totally unexpected and not associated with any holiday.
What really speaks to me is when Kris steps in and takes care of the dishes, or some other mundane chore, just because I'm tired.
He enjoys the thoughtfulness shown when I bring home a fat ribeye from the meat market. That was lunch today.
So maybe we seem fuddy-duddy not participating in the love tax. We're fine without it.
Plus, we can load up on 1/2-price chocolate and candy hearts tomorrow.