I am protesting Valentine’s Day in the sense that I refused to wear red or pink to work today. I actively participated in the day’s festivities by handing out hand-made (from scratch) Tuscan style biscotti with hazel nut coating. I am very, very proud at my efforts for engaging this holiday. Since I was 14, I have always had a boyfriend (or a super wonderful guy friend to give me pity) on Valentine’s Day. This is the first time (that I can remember) actually being single.
In Japan, Valentine’s Day is for Women to give Chocolate to Men. I gave most of my friends (male or female) one or two pieces (and some of the older male teachers who have been particularly wonderful to me). I informed people that in America, we don’t have White Day (3/14), where the men reciprocate. Just one day of chocolate covered madness only. I also gave my crush some biscotti. I felt so 14 years old about the whole thing, but it was a good feeling. He was pleasantly surprised, I think.
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