the good: valentines. i know this next statement is going to sound pretty anti girl…anti wedding photographer…anti human in love, but i dont really like valentines. yes, yes, i know, that collective gasp i just heard, i’m aware – valentines lovers everywhere just wrote me off as crazy. but it’s never been a time i enjoyed. growing up, i didnt have a boyfriend. other than middle school cards, the boxes of candy hearts and one instance where an acquaintance from my youth group gave every girl he knew from church a “anonymous” carnation for valentines, i never had someone to “be mine”. valentines day just seemed like a day when people without someone to love felt lonely or like they werent good enough. valentines day felt like a requirement…a mandate to show the person you love just how much you love them. i just never enjoyed valentines day. my dad was and is an incredible father. every year, he would include me in whatever he did for my mother. the morning of valentines, i’d had confetti leading from my room to my bathroom where there would be flowers or blueberry muffins with strawberry icing waiting for me. my dad was great like that, he made sure that i knew that i was loved beyond measure. and he still does. i suppose i expected for my dads valentines day surprises to stop once andrew came into the picture. but they didnt. i suppose that once i got married, my dad expected his valentines day surprises to stop…but when he saw my disappointment that first year andrew and i were married when my dads confetti, blueberry muffins with strawberry icing didnt miraculously show up, he probably realized then that those valentines day surprises would never stop. when andrew came into my life, he knew my dislike of valentines. he knew that the story of st. valentine was heart wrenching for me and that because of it, marriage was held even more as a thing to be cherished. he also knew that the day we decided that our online chats were something more, that they were leading to a lifetime together, that day was february 14th 2005…and because of that, andrew smirks at my dislike of valentines, because despite my indifference and desire to treat valentines as any other day, there’s no denying that the day is a reminder of love. the love that came into my life “officially” valentines day seven years ago. despite my protests, he still makes sure he reminds me just how much i’m loved to this day.

the bad: pandora. limited song skips, cant go back and listen to the same songs? please pandora, you underestimate my love of music. and yes, i realize i could pay for your upgrade, but free would just be so much more awesome. yes, so much more awesome, i said it…i went there.

and the in between: itunes. {hmm..you’d think there was a music theme today or something?} i love itunes. like, love love. no no, you dont understand. i love itunes like …well, the only analogy that came to mind was a crack reference followed by a fat kid loving cake…cause i love me some cake. but moving on! i love itunes but itunes and i have a love hate thing going on. whenever my itunes stores opens, i’m usually looking to buy one specific song. i click buy and then suddenly, i find myself on another song i’d never heard of clicking buy. and again, buy. suddenly i’m clicking buy and buy and buy and organizing and listening and then suddenly i realize i paid for these things. “um, how many songs did i just buy? and an album, two albums? holy monkey what did i just put on my credit card.” this is a usual occurrence between itunes and myself. like i said, it’s a love hate thing.

it’s the little things in life…whether it be the good, the bad, or the in between. whether it be something you dont really like that brings so much good or something you think is the worst thing that ever happened or something you’re just not sure what to think about. who’s to say what makes up the best things in life?

dwell in possibility…