{"id":65,"date":"2008-01-30T14:27:15","date_gmt":"2008-01-30T18:27:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/?p=65"},"modified":"2008-01-30T14:28:02","modified_gmt":"2008-01-30T18:28:02","slug":"valentines-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/?p=65","title":{"rendered":"Valentine&#8217;s Dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So it&#8217;s that time of year again when love mush over flows. I can&#8217;t believe that even I too am feeling to be a bit on the cynical side. It used to be great and wonderful. But now it&#8217;s feeling over rated. Be it i&#8217;m older, wiser or more of a tight wad, I&#8217;m not for sure. Before even the new year hit I saw signs for greeting cards and sickening red candy (now please don&#8217;t get me wrong I MUST have at least one bag of cinnamon red hearts EVERY year) when I hadn&#8217;t even thought about a new year&#8217;s resolution yet. So here it is almost February and I&#8217;m sick of seeing cupid. <\/p>\n<p>Now please don&#8217;t let me sound all bitter. I can remember the night when i was probably 8 or so and my dad had worked on (he&#8217;s a mechanic) a local policeman&#8217;s cruiser and here pulling into our driveway was dad with the cruiser (it&#8217;s a small town folks, it was ligit there), lights on and sirens blaring and he get out all dolled up and with a dozen red roses for my mom. You can&#8217;t beat fairy tale stories like that. Or my all time classic story is 7 years ago this Valentine&#8217;s day I worked second shift. Jason, my boyfriend now husband, had bribed someone for my apartment key (i lived alone) and had snuck in while i was at work and lit 100 tea light candles and had three beautiful roses (i still have them in my bedroom today) with poems on them and a rugrats Angelica valentine&#8217;s card in my apartment. So as I am on my way home from work at 12:30 in the morning i&#8217;m talking to him on the phone saying how sorry i was i missed valentine&#8217;s day but we&#8217;ll make it up over the weekend. I get to my front door and there is a sticky note on it that says &#8220;don&#8217;t be scared, your knight&#8221;. When I open my door here are the candles and card and poems and roses  and him around the corner setting on my couch in a white t-shirt and blue jeans (my favorite outfit of all time (now if i could just get him to wear &#8220;nuthuggers&#8221;)). So needless to say that was a truly remarkable Valentine&#8217;s. Followed by the next year with my marriage proposal and engagement. <\/p>\n<p>So for great Valentine&#8217;s days I can not complain. But the overmarketed hype is really driving me crazy. I long for a day with just a dozen gerbera daisys (my favorite flower) and a box of chocolates ( you know the ones shaped like a heart with a little map to tell you what&#8217;s what and then you lose the map and have to stick your finger in each of them anyway! because truth be told except from my dad I have never gotten a box of chocolates, sad state i know) and a simple plain candlelight dinner. No hoopla, no frilly, no spending and exorbant amount of money, just back to the romantic basics like I love lucy and the Andy Griffith Show. You can&#8217;t tell me that Sherriff Taylor would spend over $30 for his valentine, but sure enough it would be one she would remember. <\/p>\n<p>So please let&#8217;s all try to bring back the simple things. Love, romance, and a box of chocolates! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So it&#8217;s that time of year again when love mush over flows. I can&#8217;t believe that even I too am feeling to be a bit on the cynical side. It used to be great and wonderful. But now it&#8217;s feeling over rated. Be it i&#8217;m older, wiser or more of a tight wad, I&#8217;m not [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=65"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=65"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=65"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.blog.fishandchipsstory.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=65"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}