The Passive Aggressive Valentine

With the holiday approaching, I ventured out yesterday to pick up Valentine’s cards for Hubs and the kids.  Despite not really appreciating the commercial element of the holiday, I still do that.  I always like the little extra attention as a kid.  The reminder that my parents loved me.  

OK…and the chocolate.  

I’ve always tried to get the kids an interesting gift.  Not a toy.  On year I got Puck a bird house for the back yard.  For Flower, an ornamental box for her jewellery.  Last year I got them a bird feeder and some seed.  I’m going to try to find some wooden yo-yo’s for them this year.  (Yes, I do realize that this is a “toy” – but it will teach them dexterity – and a lot of kids don’t have yo-yos).

With Hubs, this is just one more occasion to appreciate him.  And I do.  I take a lot of time to pick out just the right Valentine’s card.  The one that’s not too corny – but that tells him just how much I appreciate him.  And how special he makes me feel.  And how lucky the kids and I are to have him.

There are some pretty amazing Valentines written by very eloquent people who seem to have a similar appreciation for the feelings that the day is supposed to evoke.  

But there is also another category of Valentines.  Written by those who appreciated the type of relationship I had with my ex.  

I like to call them Passive Aggressive Valentines.  And over the ten years I was married, I purchased more than a few.  I couldn’t find exact pics…but these will give you an idea…(it’s all about the subtext).

(HE’s sweet.  And not nuts.)

Not me.  Clearly.