Flashback: Third grade. Red construction paper Valentine's Day envelopes stapled to the bulletin board just waiting to be filled to overflowing with love notes from friends and secret admirers. Do you remember the little while doily that was Elmer's school-glued to the front? I can still smell the glue.
I hated that day in school! Your palms would sweat just hoping that somebody, somewhere, somehow had pity on your pencil skirt and would send you a Valentine. It was brutal. The teacher always tried to make sure every kid got a card but it seemed, even then, that the popular cliques were already formed and somebody's feelings always got hurt.
I still think my mother mailed mine in to the school just to make sure I got one.
But I survived. That was third grade. This is ......not. If you'll recall, my boyfriend in grade school was the brainy principal's son. Who wanted to make HIM mad? It was a sure thing for Valentine's Day. For a while. Until Little Susie Swinger shook her blond ponytail a little too close to babycake's bookmark.
Just thinking about it makes my palms sweat all over again.
So, I'll be boycotting this year in a private protest but I did find this cute idea for bloggers who'd like to play the childish "send me a Valentine" game. As you can see, I've decided to play. Why not? It might be fun. So, if you're inclined - romantically or not - you can send me an anonymous Valentine in the little box above.
No one can see what you write but me. I'll open them on February 14th and maybe....just maybe.....my third grade crush will appear once again. It could happen! There's a link below if you'd like one for your own blog. Happy Love Day to all my blogging friends!
Get your own Valentine
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