Aluta Continua

Okay, so that was a stupid post title... one of my friends used it for something recently, and it is a supposedly majorly African phrase which means "the struggle continues".
Hence why it is appropriate for a blog defending my stance on the whole Valentine's day thing...
Now, first of all, I should like to state the preface that I am not anti-Valentine's per say... in fact, a very important historical event was staged on Valentine's weekend that shaped the course of my life (i.e. my parent's marriage ceremony).
I am however, reminded every year... (with varying levels of bitterness/annoyance/hope that it is a day singularly for COUPLES). Unfortunately, I have never had the uncommonly good or bad luck to actually be one half of a couple on the day itself... so I am naturally biased to its existence and celebration.
Normally, I would be all for a day when people give each other flowers and candy... but there's something about a day set apart for silly almost-monetary displays of affection that kinda gets my goad if you know what I mean.
I will have to say, this year was nowhere near as bitter as some years... neither was it as hopeful as some years. I wish I could join my dear sweet roommate in absolute contentment, but that was not the case on the actual day. I also wish I could join another friend in absolute indifference, but I am not there either.
Let me tell you about my day briefly and you'll see why...
Woke up late... ah, that's a good start to any day!
Took a shower... again, pretty good so far.
Hung out and joked around with my roomies... love those girls.
Put my paycheck in the bank and got gas and 2 Mt. Dews... ever notice how much you really appreciate that paycheck when you are down to like $2 to your name?
Drove out to Ogden, music blaring... love it!
Helping my BFF's mom address wedding invites... funness.
Kicked Tater's butt... hard... lol! (guess he'll keep his dirty-work-on-my-car-gloves out of my hair next time) *hey, his mom laughed!*
Gave my BFF's fiance the other Mt. Dew... he always brings me one, so I thought I would repay the favor once!
Joked and laughed while addressing more invites, and talked decorations... I love brainstorming planning.
Joked with BJ about marriage and told him it was too much work. He said that I would get married eventually... I love that kid; somehow he knows exactly what I need to hear; and he called me his sister, which made me feel good, cause I def think of him as another brother.
Drove back into town, grabbed lunch at the house... LO rice and beans (they were still stellar).
Off to work... got to wear jeans!
K-State lost to KU... boooo!!
Work went well... yeah!
Got off work... came home to an empty house and thought about being depressed...
Jenna came home... we went grocery shopping at midnight! (gotta love Wally World!)
Fell into bed exhausted, and not really so much caring that my Valentine's Day was spent largely alone. My God was still with me, every step of the way, and I have great friends!
Now, after writing this... I've got to say that I am a whole heck of a lot closer to the contentment end of life. Guess sometimes you got to look at your life and count your blessings, and then things start to pale by comparisson.
*btw, in other news today: another one of my friends just got engaged last night. I had a feeling... (actually interestingly enough, I've had quite a few "feelings" that came to pass... hmmm, matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match???)

oh, its good to laugh sometimes!