I don’t 100% HATE Valentine’s Day.
Although I should.
There’s something about a day where you can tell people you love them that just tugs at my heart strings.
After all, I have two teenage boys whom I adore to pieces.
Always my babies.
And since they’re usually adverse to me hugging, kissing, and snuggling them, Valentine’s Day is a good day to GUILT TRIP them into letting me do it.
This year, I got them each a funny card:
And since Duncan’s hobby is gaming, I got him THIS shirt:
Which I think he has more than enough attitude to wear when he’s out and about.
Gavin, on the other hand, is the daddy to two parakeets – Ross and Smokey.
They are his pride and joy, to say the least.
So I got him this colorful parakeet tee shirt, which I think he will like.
As much effort as I put into training the boys to remember to get me cards or presents on holidays, I think that I will be forgotten this year.
I’m not expecting to get anything from them. . .
. . .unless I HOUND them.
And that’s a possibility since I’m doing a piss poor job of teaching them to remember their loved ones on special occasions.