Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Dead Bunnies and Hot Monkey Lovin'


AKA: How We Celebrate Valentine's Day at Casa Earth

It's true. I've never been a huge fan of Valentine's Day. Why? I'm not entirely sure. Maybe it's that I've spent too many February the 14th's sad and lonely, desperately wishing that I had a boyfriend. Maybe my brother's constant diatribes against the evils of capitalism has finally had an effect on me. Maybe my heart is just two sizes too small. The bottom line is, I don't like to feel pressured to do anything. I would prefer to say "I Love You" when I feel like saying it, not when the calendar dictates that I should. I would prefer to buy Mr Earth little presents throughout the year "just because" instead of having to come up with something wildly creative on the 14th. I'm obstinate.

All this being said, I do expect a present on Valentine's day. Or at least, some kind of acknowledgement. (Ahh, the ironies of life with NoMo...). It's pretty much a no-win situation for Mr Earth, and I appreciate fully the difficult position I put him in. He has risen to the occasion magnificently at times. Our first Valentine's Day in fact, he spent an afternoon sifting through M&M's so that he could put together a jar containing only the green ones. (Green M&M's being the only colour worth eating, in my opinion).

This year, I was worried that my anti-Valentine view would have a negative effect on the Boy, so I decided to embrace it to the best of my limited abilities. (Note: If you want to see Valentine's done right, go see Beck's post here - she the Queen of Holidays) I got the Boy some special Valentine's Day clothes, and sent him to daycare with presents for his friends:




Who doesn't want a little monkey love? I ask you.

Mr Earth had already decided that he was going pay for me to go to my beloved salon to get my hair coloured and cut. This man knows the way to my vain heart. Flowers? Peh. Chocolates?? I could buy them any day. And I do. A lot. But finally getting rid of my roots??? This man deserves some applause! Especially when he brought this home:




Yes that is a "hare" who has been "cut", "coloured", and then dyed.


I love you Mr Earth. You still rock my world.

13 comments:

Mad Hatter said...

Have you read Ruby's Beauty Shop? This is Wells' blasphemy you've got going on here. Gotta go before I pee my pants laughing.

NoodleMonkey said...

LOVE the hare. Love it. Have fun at the salon!

Beck said...

Poor sweet well-meaning Ruby. Was her arm reattached?
My husband brought me yellow tulips yesterday, which warmed my cold shrivelled heart.

I would say that I can't believe that I've become the Queen of minor holidays, but really, I'm not surprised. I have a large minor holiday book collection and apparently some sort of crepe paper fixation.

Susanne said...

Love the hare. This said, though we don't celebrate Valentine's Day maybe my husband's remark, "Got ahead and get a real haircut, you'll feel much better." may count as a Valentine's present. I went on Tuesday.

And like Beck I'd like to know what happened to the bunny afterwards.

Her Bad Mother said...

I got fudge mix. That's right. Fudge MIX.

NotSoSage said...

Mr Earth has a ridiculous sense of humour. Awesome.

I'm with you on the Valentine's Day thing...my mom always gave, "I love you" presents on random days, and I'm likely to follow that tradition. Unfortunately that means that I was sadly neglectful yesterday and Mme L went to daycare with NOTHING for her mates. Oops.

Ah, whatever. I made rockin' cupcakes for them last week, on her birthday.

Mimi said...

OMG -- hilarious. Points for creativity and for the use of punny audiovisual aids! Snigger. I hope your hair turns out b-e-a-uuuutiful. As of course it will. You should eat some chocolate while you're under the dryer ... perfect.

Kyla said...

Mr. Earth is a comic genius!!! :)

nomotherearth said...

Mad - You will appreciate Mr Earth's humour all the more knowing that I am currently studying "The Island of Dr Moreau" and "Herbert West: Reanimator". Blasphemy, indeed.

Beck: Sadly no. I have no such Wells-ian talent for vivisection. I think is the little arm in the box is kind of poetic. In a very sad kind of way.

HBM - Fudge comes in a MIX format? How does one eat this MIX thing? (You can see how well I cook.)

ewe are here said...

Awwww! Great hare! And what a nice gift he got you.

Sandra said...

Oh sweet Ruby. Love the hare for sure.

PeanutButtersMum said...

AWESOME!!! I love the hare!!! Dye, Ruby! Dye!!

Domestic Slackstress said...

I'm a romantic bore. My husband has more passion in his pinky than ... well you know the rest. I hope you didn't cut your hair like Miss Spears.