Happy Valentine's Day

As I reflect on past days, of the heart, I am taken back to elementary school. We always had the most wonderful Valentine's Day parties. The week before was spent making great valentine boxes, for our classmates to place those prized valentine cards. We would take a shoebox and decorate it with beautiful papers, hearts and the special white pierced hearts. The hole was cut in the top where the cards could be dropped inside. On that special day, we would all place our hearts in each classmates box. The prized cards were the ones with lollipops attached. In the afternoon, we would have wonderful treats such as those heart shaped sugar cookies with icing and a note that read "Be my Valentine." What a wonderful memory.

Now that I'm older, I am thankful for my wonderful valentine of the past 28 years, my husband, Barry. He is always so thoughtful. Like this morning, he went to the local bakery and brought back a beautiful white box with those prized heart shaped sugar cookies inside. Some were decorated with pink icing and some with red. It took me back to those wonderful cookies in elementary school, so many years ago.

This year, I'm also thankful for the wonderful grandchildren. Our baby twins, Jackson and Ryder. Yesterday, we made the hour trip north, to take our son, daughter-in-law and grand- boys their valentines. We spent the day at the local park. The boys enjoyed so much swinging in the dolphin baby swings and strolling around the grounds. This adds a new take on Valentine's Day. You see, I get to revisit those past Valentines, through their eyes now. I can't wait until they are old enough to make those wonderful valentine boxes and we can spend hours decorating them just to perfection.

With this I close, wishing everyone the Happiest Valentine's Day.

An Added Note

Oh, I was on my way home yesterday, when my thoughts headed to my blog. I was thinking of the "smell" post, I posted a few days ago. Then it hit me.....one of the most offensive odors as a child was home perms. Boy, have I had my share of those as a child. Not only did it take forever to complete, the end results were always a disaster. It would take forever to take those papers and plastic colored rollers and have someone roll up the hair. Those rollers would always be so tight and it hurt so bad. Then came the horrible smelly solution. After all this torture, came another disaster, when it came time to take the rollers out and wash the hair. Mom would have me lie down on the counter and hang my head backwards in the sink. I was terrified to have soap in my eyes. She would always get a glass and fill it with water. Then she would proceed to pour it over my head, as I screamed and held a washcloth as tight as possible over my eyes. This was pure torture.

I remember in second grade, we were to have school pictures made the next day and Mom decided I needed a perm. Oh, what a disaster. My bangs were cut so short and straight across my forehead. Then it looked like a wiener roll all the way around my head. I was so embarrassed. I had this hair-do for what seemed like EVER, which I might add, my Mom thought it was beautiful. So, I had to add the smell of home perms to my list. May you all have a GOOD hair day!

No Snowflakes Today

For about four days, we have been told of a significant snow storm to hit today. I have planned all the food that I would prepare, as I love to cook when it snows. I also love to clean. So, I had planned my snow day. I would cook and clean and run from window to window checking out the depth of the snow.

Well, we have raindrops not snowflakes. I know with the drought, we need every little raindrop we get...but, it would be nice to see the ground all white and to have a huge bowl of snow cream. So, boo hoo no snow here. So, I guess I can have snowflakes in my dreams.