I admit it, I'm into astrology. Not in a live or die by it kind of way, but in a "Holy Crap! I can't believe how dead on that is!" kind of way, and this is this week's FreeWillAstrology Horoscope for me! (And any other Aries.)

Happy Valentine Daze, Aries! During my quest for the advice that might be most helpful to your love life, I gathered the following words of wisdom. 1. "There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness." -Friedrich Nietzsche. 2. "Love is not about losing freedom; it's about sharing freedom with a partner who's as talented a liberationist as you." -my friend Sarah. 3. "I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty." -Pablo Neruda.

I just thought that this was lovely, which is why I had to share it. Have a peach of a day, everyone!

Saturday, I had gone shopping at the SouthGate Plaza, in West Seneca, with my mother. It's actually a lovely little place but I realized that I really don't like suburbia. It's the whole Soccer Mom, SUV, bratty kids that are wearing clothes from Limited Too, narrow-minded Suburbian thing that really rattles my teeth. I have realized that I don't want *That* kind of life. I definitely want to find my Prince Charming and get married and have babies but I would much prefer to live in the city, to have a large Victorian house in the city, and just have that kind of life. And rather than being Soccer Mom, I want to be a Choir Parent! I want to have to shuffle my kids from school and then off to choir practice, Boys- Tuesdays and Thursdays, Girls- Wednesdays and Fridays. And some un-Godly hour on Sunday mornings for one of them. Taking a baby for a walk in the Pram that my mother used for myself and my brothers, assuming, of course, that I continue to win the battles over the War of the Pram. It's things like that that I see so very clearly. I just have to work on my Prince Charming, either wear him down or find a new one! And the new one, if I go that route, will hopefully have similar visions. Hmmm.... Something else to add to my list? See, Dr. Chlorine, I also like my lists.

Terrah

Thank you, Dr. Chlorine. My vocabulary is something I am very proud of and try very hard to cultivate! ;)

Well, it's looming over me. I, the writer, have no idea where to even begin. Trisha's was easy in comparison. I just sat down at the kitchen table and wrote what I felt. To be perfectly honest, I doubt I can say what I really feel this time because I'm not sure what that is. But part of me wants to do something else. I don't know. How dorky would it be to just sing a song that I think represents what they'll really be feeling, because right now, that's where I'm headed. I'll have to stew over this some more. Maybe I'll try writing something and if I'm not happy with it, I'll do the song thing. Hmmm... I'll keep y'all posted.

I detest Valentine's Day. Absolutely cannot stand it. I suppose that this is because I have been single for every single one my entire life and I can't stand walking into every single store and being bombarded with red and pink and white and fake "I Love You" sentiments. If you truly love someone, then do something nice when you aren't required by society to be so. It just seems to cause more stress and anxiety to couples and make single people feel really, really low. Last year, I spent my Valentine's Day with one of my very best friends, just talking. And when I went outside, my car wouldn't work. It turned out it was bad gas. What a bummer. Two years ago, I spent the Dreaded Day with my agoraphobic, Schitzo-effective friend. We watched the most Anti-Valentine's Day and Anti-Love movie I could find- my choice- "Dangerous Liasons"- sooo decadent and sooo bad and sooo, well, just sooo. This year, perhaps, I think I will go in the opposite direction. This year, especially as it falls on a Monday, I think I'll come home from work, hole myself up in my room and watch all five hours of A&E's "Pride and Prejudice", perhaps with a bottle of wine. We shall see. But "Pride and Prejudice" I think it shall be. What a lovely way to counter all of the ill effects of that odious, dreaded day!