Valentine’s Day

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Is this the real life or is it just fantasy?

So I am finally coming home from Kansas and what a great week it has been. It was my sister’s birthday on the 12th (she turned 21), where we ate at Texas Roadhouse and a really authentic Italian restaurant called Zio’s.

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I think I may have found the one this year but I may be fooling myself and setting myself up for some heartbreak and disappointment. I probably won’t see her again for many months and who knows what would have changed by then. At this point it is a silly little love story that hasn’t had nearly enough time to kindle into something greater. I’ve known her for only four days and there seemed to be some something special there but now I’ll have to resort to some long distance Facebook chatting and just being “friends” right now until I see her again, whenever that may be. I have to say my Valentine’s Day weekend down in Lawrence and Olathe, Kansas was quite eventful and fulfilling, more so than any other year so far.

My official/unofficial Valentine’s date was one I surely won’t forget for sometime to come. It wasn’t a cheesy get together but there seemed to be something truly meaningful there. I didn’t want to rush things too fast and have that spark of magic disappear but now that I’m back home and she’s still in Kansas, all I’ve got now is some sweet first moments to cling to and they may be just dead ends or the beginnings of something big in the future.

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Things I Hate About Valentine’s Day

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Valentine’s Day is that mushy holiday that I’ve never really cared for (basically because I’ve never had a reason to). It just comes and it goes. I was going to wait until next Valentine’s Day to publish this but since it has been stowed away in my drafts for a while, I thought I’d publish it now.

Here are ten things I dislike about this annual celebration, said to have originated way back in the ancient Roman times, from a number of saints named “Valentine” (who the actual one it’s named after is an extraordinary debate):

  1. It’s such a manufactured holiday
  2. No one cares about the single guys
  3. People with diabetes are the minority
  4. What the hell is a Cupid?
  5. We spend BILLIONS on worthless Valentine cards that get thrown away
  6. The one day of the year where couples sweep their troubles under the rug, and then pull them out again the next day.
  7. You forget about the credit card debt from Christmas and buy that expensive ring for your spouse.
  8. Like Halloween, it comes and goes really quickly and has no lasting memory
  9. All the fake, empty “Happy Valentine’s Day” greetings you’ll get at the office.
  10. It doesn’t make February any less boring.

This is a first in a series of “Things I Hate” posts.

St. Valentine’s Rush

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The red day arrived again
Filled with happiness and lore
There are the couples that rejoice
And the singles that are lonely once more
Chocolate hearts on fire
Sparkling wine under candlelight
Get your kisses in today
Tomorrow will be back to a fight
The namesake of Valentine
Shrouded in vague mystery
The romance goes back through the ages
Our rich tradition, blood and soul of history
My true love may not have come forward
Not so in this year still so young
And the world will keep on revolving
Until the Valentine’s where I find the one


190 Days Later

How is the year shaping up for you so far? Have your predictions come true, or did you have to face a curve ball or two?

My year has been very good, thank you very much.

Ode of the Lynx Descendant

They were cast down from the almighty lynx,
Two rambling creatures, two curious blinks;
This red day saw my love go out to them,
Gold and black colored, always on the prim

The nuisance they are,
The childlike they may seem,
But they seem to understand
That my presence is one of serene

For on this Cupid day,
When no love is sent my way
It’s always best to put on an act
Just a single guy and his cats

Cocoa, Blackie, Napster, Whiskers, Gracie, Fluffy, Smuckers, Kimba (previously Flatty and then Flutters), Goldie (2 cats), Cocoa-Vanilla, Pineappler (not a mispelling), Spaz, Midnight, Freefall, Velvet, Chet, Darby, Chester, Jesus, Paczki, Boo-boo, Peaches, Bubbles, Blackjack, Brewster, and I’m sure there’s more but this is a start.

Those are most of the names of all of the cats I’ve owned or lived with at one point in my life. And as you can see, the names vary from “normal” to ridiculous. Some of them were named by me, some of them by accident, some got their names only after they settled in naturally.

I’ve had one dog in my entire life and it’s name was Deuce. A small dog given to us that we only had for a few months before he was taken away to better caretakers (not that we weren’t but we had never took care of a dog before). He usually stayed tied up outside on the porch because of the dozens of cats inside getting him riled up and scared. Well, it didn’t help that my sisters, then both younger than ten, used to tease him, pulling on his lease or wrapping it around the railing, causing him discomfort.

But, boy oh boy, do I love (and sometimes hate) cats!


In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: Cupid’s Arrow

Write an ode to someone or something you love. Bonus points for poetry!