Valentine's Day

Neal has never made much of a fuss about Valentine's Day.  Sometimes he will bring me flowers but usually our celebration is to go to Market Street and have a nice lunch.  

 We both love Market Street.  It hold lots of great memories from our dating and the night before we were married.  Good place to be on Valentines.

I did send out the traditional $2.00 bill in a Valentine card for each of the grandchildren.  I heard from Mallory and Emmi that they received there's.  Emmi sent me a picture. 

I also took Sprout up to Dogtopia to play with the other puppies.  They were celebrating Valentines with all the puppies.  This is the picture they took of him with the red back drop.  So cute.

I told Annie a story about my childhood and why I loved Valentine's Day so much.  She said she had never heard that story before so I'm going to put it in my blog.  

I remember as far back as I can that every Valentine Day, sometime toward dusk, the doorbell would ring.  Mother would purposely send me to the door.  I would open it, ready to greet a visitor to find no one standing there, but looking down on the porch would be a chocolate heart with my name across the top.  Wow.  Who could have left me a chocolate heart and how would they know my name, that I lived there and actually spell it right.  Every single year for as long as I can remember, it would be the same scenario with the same thoughts.  I'm sure sometime in junior high I must have finally put things together and figured that mother had a neighbor drop the chocolate heart on the front porch.  I think that is why I love Valentine's Day so much.  It isn't a day of gift giving but of remembering people you love.  I surely felt loved by a mother who had so very little money but always managed to make that day just a little more special.  Thanks, mom, for a wonderful memory.