Happy Valentine's Day

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I hate this holdiay,
How about you?
Today I got out of bed around 3 in the afternoon. Watched TV and now playing on my computer. No honey to buy me presents for Valentine's Day so I sit here alone in my living room. I know what a few people are getting today. One coworker's wife is receiving topaz jewelry and food scented lotions and soaps. One coworker's husband by now has received his cookie bouquet made my his wife yesterday at her friend's house. Her friend is also the delivery person. My coworker planned 20 sugar cookies on sticks stuck in a jar full of red and pink M&Ms. One coworker's girlfriend is receiving balloons, teddy bear, and soda glass full of candy to look like a ice cream float, paid and ordered by above coworker who made cookies for her husband. My Mom always gets a box of chocolates when they are on sale from Dad, not always given on Valentine's Day. My sister usually gets flowers from her husband.
I received an email from the volunteer coordinator at the museum I applied at to discover my application was not received, even though I mailed it 2 weeks ago. Sometimes mail service is very poor. I emailed back asking if I need to fill out another application.
I also received a sappy email from a former car rental person next door. She must be recovering from her husband's cancer scare last month. She has restarted saturating my inbox with Christian love and friendship emails with touching stories that make people cry. I normally delete them before reaching the end of the second paragraph. I can only take so much Christian love before it starts becoming really annoying. I need to tell her to send me funny stories instead, but don't want to hurt her feelings. My responses are always the same: Very nice story.
I read in the paper yesterday about a senator from here telling people to buy flowers instead of chocolate because of poor working conditions and violations of child labor laws on chocolate plantations in Africa. The paper also pointed out the flower plantations in South America do not have any better working conditions. Either way, I love chocolate and reluctant to give it up.
Anyway, Happy Chocolate, I mean, Valentine's Day to my readers. Post later. Bye!