I’m thinking of romantic adventures, like a drive to a little cozy cabin in the woods with a roaring fire and bottle of wine for two, poured and waiting, or a walk on the beach that leads to a lonely bottle washed up from the sea with a secret love letter tucked deep inside, just maybe a quiet walk through the snowy woods to discover a twig nest and tiny rock with the words be mine painted in red.
I love all three scenarios above but I think MR. Java and I will settle for a cozy dinner, romantic movie “The Holiday” with Cameron Diaz comes to mind, a glass of wine and a lovely box of chocolates. Just one more thing to add to this plan, my hunt for the perfect nest to tuck a little message into. After I find a cute little nest, I’ll make a trip to the store for a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine but most important is the bag of candy hearts. I’ll pick the perfect message and place it just so on a piece of green moss, then I’ll tuck this love nest in a brown paper box and carefully wrap it in red velvet ribbon.
The perfect compromise to my big Romantic adventure? maybe. The hardest part will be bundling up and venturing out through a foot of snow in search of the ultimate nest but I can’t wait!
Tell me your Valentine secrets….
Happy Valentines Day!!! I wish you love!
ps. I will draw the winner of the peace necklace for OWOH on sunday night and post the name sometime Monday.
Happy Valentine’s Day!!!!
I would like to feature a secret Valentine written by night man in honor of this day of love.
To Michaela. I see you from time to time at work. I am pretty old and you are young. You are one of those girls who has small, delicate, completely regular features and pale skin, so a statuette of you made of porcelain would look terrific on some connoisseur’s mantle.
And you are also a person who has practiced an art you recently had to give up for reasons I don’t know. Now you are 22 years old and an everyday cubicle dweller. I saw you looking sad for a long time, but now you look happier.
I am glad you are happier and are studying to be another kind of professional, so you can escape Cubicle Hell. And I thank you for being a spot of beauty in a huge workplace that seems otherwise to be devoid of beauty and full of sadness. It makes my day every time I see you.
LOve Love LOve
and more Love Kiss Cupid
hugs and kisses Secrets So Cute
Be mine My BFF I Love You
Don’t worry I’m not delusional I know it’s not Valentine’s Day but I could go for some chocolate right about now. This post is an invitation for you to post a secret valentine for that special someone. It can be your lover, someone you secretly admire, your child, your pet or favorite movie star. It could be anyone and you can post it anonymously or with full disclosure. You decide but remember this could be an excellent way to score some brownie points. Ohhh brownies sound so good right now. No comments-I have a chocolate thing going on.
So if you’re feeling your inner cupid go to the Secret Valentine page and leave your message. Yes I made a special page just for you. If you prefer privacy you can send your Valentine to my email firstname.lastname@example.org I will post a few letters on the main page on or around Valentines Day. So start conspiring with cupid and write those love letters. If we have a good response I may make it a contest with a real prize. The Sofa Diary readers will be the judges. It’s up to you whether you want your message entered in the contest. Tell me your thoughts on this.
Welcome Dreamer to the sofa.
I felt that burning sensation climb up my legs and settle in my chest. You felt it too, I could tell. My mind was occupied with thoughts of you, every day. You missed me too. I know because you told me so. I felt lonely but I knew that I was not alone. You were with me in spirit.
This lonely charade has gone on on far too long. I’ve grown tired of pretending not to know you. I want more than just a secret meeting at 3:00 am. Making love to you is better than I could have ever imagined but the loneliness is worse. You are a gifted lover but you have a full life without me. When we make love our bodies melt into a single burning ember of passion but we are forced to extinguish the glow and go back to a facade that is killing me.
As long as you are in my heart there is no room for any others. I can’t play this game of secret lovers with you anymore. I must move on. Our secret will never die completely, it will just whither and fade until it occupies the tiniest corner in my heart. I miss you.
Junie: Dreamer that was beautifully said. I loved every word.