Yes, plural. I had two worst Valentine’s Days in my life. Well I shouldn’t say they were the worst but as a teenager they were horrible. So you will have to put yourself in a teenage frame of mind to understand the drama. Kinda like getting into Twilight. Now that I am all grown up- sort of- I look back and smile and realize how special those two worst ever days really were because they involved a very special person.
WORST VALENTINE’S DAY EVER #1- Jr. Year in High School 1984
Let me paint the picture for you. I was 16, very short, very flat, braces, not popular but I did have good friends, mostly boys, but no boyfriend. That year my school decided to do Computer Dating Match Up for Valentine’s Day to raise money. We all thought that would be fun to see who we matched. Would it be the cute hunk from Chemistry class or the nerd from study hall? So we all gave our dollar and answered the 5 questions on the survey and let fate decide. My friends and I teased and guessed who would be chosen for us while we anticipated the answer. It was fun to dream over the next few days while some kid’s TRS-80 cranked out our “match made in heaven.” The big reveal came and we all got our envelopes with our match. Oh the nerves and the excitement that day as if getting the guy I wanted would allow me to stake my claim on him. The small print said no guarantees or refunds. When I saw the name of my match- someone I knew too well and the thought disgusted me- all my hopes and dreams were shattered. My mouth hung open but I could not speak and my eyes blurred as I cried, “No!” My friends all gathered grabbing the paper to read, then all laughed hysterically at my match. No it was not the geek from study hall, it was much, much worse. It was my little brother! And guess who his #1 match was?
WORST VALENTINE’S DAY #2- Sr. Year in High School 1985
This year I was dreaming of a better Valentine’s Day. I did have a boyfriend, wonder of wonders and he was taking me out on a nice date. Now this year the school decided to sell carnations: pink for friend, red for love, and white for secret admirer. Easy. We all made our orders and I ordered a red for my beau and a few pinks for my friends. Well on the day of flower delivery I got the expected red from the boyfriend, very sweet, a few pinks from friends, but then a shocker- I GOT A WHITE ONE. Who could it be? I looked at every boy that day, wondering. Even though I had a boyfriend I still wondered (and hoped a little too.) Teenager, remember? Boyfriend of course was not thrilled that someone else was trying woo me away. When I got home, Ma asked how my day was and I told her about the white flower and we both wondered who it could be. She was even caught up in the drama. After a time of watching us wonder, my brother broke into hysterics. He was completely unable to control himself. Ma and I turned to him and asked him what his problem was. “I bought her the white flower,” he said as he fell off the chair laughing at me and Ma, “and it was the best time I have ever had for a buck!” Brothers.
Peanut Butter Blossoms
16 ounces natural peanut butter, I used Smucker’s Natural Chunky
1 1/4 cups sugar
1 small bag Hershey’s Kisses
In a large bowl mix the first three ingredients until it forms a nice dough. Roll into one inch balls and place on an un-greased cookie sheet about one inch apart from each other. Press slightly. Bake in 350° oven for 10 minutes or until lightly browned. Push a kiss on each cookie, cool completely. Some Kisses I pushed in point down- they look like googly eyes to me that way, others point up . I like to mix it up like that. Makes about 36 crispy, delicate cookies.
PS- My boyfriend did give me a sweet card. Funny I still remember it. On the front it said “Oatmeal” and on the inside it said “I didn’t mean to get all mushy on you.” Swoon (gag). I loved (hated) being a teenager.