My ValentineI have a scheduled post today. I took it out and replaced with this. Some thought occupied my mind when I went to bed last night.
Yesterday 14 Feb was the Valentine's day. I expected no surprise from my husband. I was right, he wasn't aware of this date, but if he aware also he wouldn't express anything. He didn't wish me "Happy Valentine's" when he saw me in the morning.
As usual, on 14 Feb morning, he made me papaya + milk juice and took me out of the house. I was the one who kissed him and wished him "Happy Valentine's", before driving off to work.
On 14 Feb night, when the kids had gone to bed, he cut me a plate of pineapple and kept half of the pineapple to mix with banana for making juice on tomorrow morning.
Now, I am typing this and feeling want to go to the toilet, as I have just taken a big mug of pineapple + banana juice half an hour ago.
So, should I say my Valentine's Day is just like any normal day, or should I say I live everyday like a Valentine's day?
Quoted from Eugene " 最浪漫的事，是陪你慢慢变老"