Okay, so here’s the deal. I got honorable mention in the Ultimate Proposal Contest by Harlequin. They posted the results on their website today. There’s a little sentence about my scene at the bottom, which is pretty cool. Check it out.
For the most part, I hate V-Day, so the contest thing is a nice treat today. I wish I could say I hate Valentine’s because it a sugar-coated materialistic holiday invented by conspiracy between Hallmark, De Beers Diamonds, and 1-800-Flowers, but that’s a lie. I hate the V-Day because I have no Valentine. In fact, I’ve never had a Valentine on this obnoxious, thorn-in-my-side day. Meh.
Today, I’m going to an Anti-Valentine’s party. I told everybody we can go overboard on it. If anyone brings/wear anything in pink, red, purple, or pastel they have to drink until they can’t see straight. Then they have to do both an impression of the Jamaican bobsled team on the coffee table and a Russian ice dancing pair.
However, I might celebrate if I had one of these. (Every girl has her price!)
