alpaca princess (renniekins) wrote,
alpaca princess
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Sweetest Day

Somebody at the bar after skating made a comment about getting something for sweetest day, and I suddenly remembered that it was yesterday. Sweetest day was yesterday, and I didn't even notice. Sweetest day is this weird little Michigan-only "hallmark holiday". It's basically like an October version of Valentine's Day. I think maybe a little of Ohio celebrates it, but mostly it's just here in Michigan. It's an odd thing, and it's really only recently caught on, but now it's quite a big romance-day here. Hallmark is very powerful here, I guess.

I never used to really celebrate sweetest day. It mostly annoyed me (all about love and mush), and it was just a hallmark holiday after all. But S liked the day....I think because it had less commercialism than valentines day, and was less widely-celebrated. He preferred the day to v-day, so once I started dating him I started celebrating it. He always got me nice romantic presents, and we'd go out somewhere special. It was fun, actually.

R sent me a dozen beautiful chocolate-covered strawberries, the sweetest day when we were dating. They were wonderful, and I'll always remember how very "sweet" indeed that gesture was!

C doesn't celebrate sweetest day. He didn't grow up in Michigan, and he thinks it's stupid. So I haven't celebrated the day either, the past couple of years. But I've always missed it, a little bit, and I've always associated the day with S, because he liked the holiday so much.

Strange then, that I forgot all about it yesterday. Of course, I only left the house once all day, so I wasn't as exposed to the Media as I am if I'm out and about. Usually the media deluges you on holidays enough to drive you crazy, and make certain you won't forget! But yesterday...no listening to the radio, no driving by flower shops, none of that. Instead I spend my sweetest day doing laundry, reading, and writing. I'd thought about it in the preceding week a bit, when I heard ads or others mentioned it or something. I knew C would be out of town, so I wouldn't feel like I "ought" to celebrate it in some fashion. Not that he celebrates it anyway, but you know. I hadn't planned to do anything other than perhaps email C a "happy sweetest day" note and probably spend a little time remembering S. But instead it slipped my mind, and I did nothing. Not that it really matters, but it still feels a little weird. I felt a little surprised and sad, when I suddenly realized that I had let it go by unnoticed.

Ah well...hallmark holidays come and go. There will be more, and even sweetest day will come again next year!

(Oh, here we go, I found some information on the origins of Sweetest Day. Not a Michigan-only holiday after all...it originated in Cleveland!)
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