Who knows what their love language is? Theres all these books in the world that talk about what yours might be, and I've never read one. I'm not even sure of what all the love languages are. But I do know that mine is gifts, and I get it genetically. My Mom was always REALLY good at giving gifts just for fun and I really loved that. Giving gifts makes me happy too, even though I'm not always the best at picking them out. I like to let people know they are special or that I'm thinking of them by physically giving them something that makes them happy. Because really, how good is just a facebook wall post or text message? All that to say, I have felt super duper loved this week. It's Valentine's week obviously and that has everything to do with it, but a lot of people and things have made me happy. I got a card and some money from my Grandma and a valentines/late graduation present from one of my best friends Mom's in the mail. I got some beautiful flowers, Lady and the Tramp DVD/Blu-Ray combo pack (whaddup), and a Justin Bieber valentine from my awesome boyfriend on Valentine's day, proving that guys are not hopeless at giving gifts. A bunch of my co-workers gave me lots of candy. I have way too much candy. And this morning, a co-worker brought me starbucks just because she said I was doing a "fabulous job." That's the kind of thing that makes my day. But outside of material things (gotta stay humble) I've had some good phone time with friends I haven't talked to in a while this week and been reminded of how undeservingly loved I am. I've always liked Valentine's day, because it's mostly stupid and it's important to tell people how awesome they are. Sure you should do that every day, but who actually does? And we all could use an obnoxious reminder during the month of the cold and depressing death that is the month of February.
Quote of the day:
Erica: "Sorry, I'm rubbing in my treatments."
Me: "Ew."
1 comment:
Your anti-February words are cruel and unwarranted. Without fail, February is the first month in which there are days warm enough to lay out. There are some cold ones too, but February's all like, "I know you've had enough of winter (even though SC winter is like 50 degrees). And because I love you, I'm going to give you a hint of the glorious, wonderful, warm spring that is to come." And then it does and the world is happy. Don't hate on February, Katie. February is on our side.
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