During college, my mom sent me a Valentine’ Day card. It read:
Happy Alentine’s Ay.
On the inside, it read:
Try and keep the VD out of it.
She wrote on the card saying that it was a “knee slapper” and a “hoot” and I should show it to my friends so they could get a good laugh. I didn’t show it around. In fact, I hid it immediately in the bottom drawer of my desk (I have trouble throwing cards away – don’t ask).
Strangely, I was thinking of this card as I was helping String Bean decorate his Valentine’s card box for school. We were putting letter stickers on it, writing “May the Force be with you” and spicing it up with Lego Star Wars stickers.
“Mom, you rock at this. Did they have Valentine’s Day during your childhood?” String Bean asked. He likes the word childhood when it comes to any of The Captain’s or my stories about our youth, which String Bean seems to think was during the ice ages or BN (before Nintendo).
“We did have Valentine’s Day. We decorated boxes with construction paper and paper doilies.”
“What are paper doilies?” he innocently asked.
“It is just like a very intricate paper snowflake-looking thing,” I stated knowing the next question would be about the word intricate.
“Is it as intricate as my Star Wars box?” he asked, skeptically.
“Not exactly. Your box is much cooler.”
Happy Alentine’s Ay to all. May the Force, not VD, be with you.