Day this week, eh? *yawn* You’d think someone who writes a lot of
romance would be into a holiday like that, but me? Not so much. I’m not
big on obligatory gifts, see, so any holiday wherein people assume they
should get/give something just because of the date on the calendar is
not my cup of tea. Call me crazy, but I’d far rather receive something
on some random day of the year just because that person happened to see
something and think of me rather than get something because it’s just
“what people do” on that day.
contrary like that. Luckily, I have a husband that understands and
respects that, so we’re both absolved of the whole obligatory gifting
thing, no matter the holiday.
course you can’t think of Valentine’s Day without thinking about
flowers – one of the most popular (and expensive!) gifts for this time
of year. My favorite flower is the lily, though I also love hybrid tea
roses and carnations. What do all of those flowers have in common? Just
that I prefer them (and most other flowers) outside in the garden where
my overactive immune system won’t take offense. I used to do okay with
cut flowers, but then my allergies started flaring up with them a couple
years ago, and now they pretty much just make me miserable in the
house. Oddly enough, my flowering houseplants don’t seem to bother me –
just cut flowers. I wonder why that is? In any case, my little flower
allergy inspired a short story last week that I included in my monthly
(yes, it’s going to be monthly again – the February issue went out
Saturday) newsletter as a subscriber exclusive. Inspiration is
enough (to me, anyways) is that last night, my husband and I opened a
bottle of Malbec red wine to try. Red wine normally sets off my
allergies bad enough that not only can I not breathe, my head hurts for
hours after due to the sinus pressure. But I’m happy to report that the
wine last night didn’t affect my allergies at all, so perhaps all the
white wine I’ve been drinking has sort of anesthetized my immune
reaction to the red? Whatever happened, I hope it stays that way…more
variety, more fun!
other news, I was watching a little of the Olympics this weekend, and
the figure skating brought this question to mind: why that is considered
a sport, but regular dancing (ballet, ballroom, what have you) isn’t?
They’re all the same basic thing…movement to music that requires good
muscle control, rhythm and balance, yet somehow figure skating is
considered “more athletic” than other forms of dance. It’s odd, don’t
you think? Or maybe it’s not – feel free to explain in the comments if
you have the answer, because I’ve been wracking my brains for several
days trying to figure it out…
for my to-do lists, last week was more productive. I still didn’t get
as much done as I’d have liked, but it was far better than the previous
week, and with regular office hours established now, I think maybe I’ll
finally start getting caught up with the business side of things. Yay!
will *finally* be available for purchase this Friday, just in time for
the holiday. And if you’re feeling adventurous, you can buy both of the
intertwined stories written by my alter-egos as well in The Holiday Pact collection. I’ll post a release announcement on Friday ahead of the next serial story installment.
I think that’s it for now…here’s to romance, and celebrating it all year, instead of just one particular day…
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