Happy Belated Valentine's Day to one and all.
Or, as I like to call it, Single's Awareness Day...
I spent the weekend away and may I say...Thank goodness for that. Two of my roommates have guys so I'm sure it was twelve kinds of romantic and mushy here. I don't mean to be a Valentine's Scrooge here. The day is about love and I believe it celebrating love for everyone in our lives (not just significant others) but since there has been a bit of a cloud over my head lately I can't say I was crushed that a business trip just so happened to correspond with this particular holiday. So while my roommate and her boyfriend were lovin' it up, I started my day early at 7 am and by 2 pm I was in my hotel room with Oreos and Maid in Manhattan on TV, gabbed with my BFF on the phone and then ventured to the lobby downstairs to read and watch the Olympics on their flatscreen. Unlike the dozens of couples I couldn't help spying at the restaurants we ate at all weekend, I spend my Valentine's night with several wonderful authors and my great colleagues. I must say, it was one of the best Valentine's Days I had.
I returned home to snow, e-mails, and my day planner. My next move will be a working vacation next month, a trip to see the best friend I haven't seen in a year and a half, and the international vacay I previously hinted about.
Valentine... Who needs one?
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