I love a donut.
A doughnut.
Wait, a donut.
How the heck do you spell this anyways?
According to my sources (Google) I found out that the correct spelling is DOUGH-NUT which was later shortened to DO-NUT & didn’t really become popular until after Dunkin’ Donuts opened their doors.
With that being said: I like spelling it do-nut.
So there.
You know what else I love?
Valentine’s Day.
Yeah, I know it’s commercial.
Yeah, I know it makes single people feel like lepers.
Yeah, I know it is a nonsense holiday made up by people who make greeting cards & heart shaped boxes of chocolate.
With that being said: I love Valentine’s Day.
So double there.
I really shouldn’t love February 14th…
There’s been a long list of terrible Valentine’s Days in my past.
Each one its own little heart shaped death that ultimately made me
swear off Valentine’s Days, for like, a decade.
It was a dark phase, what can I say?
And the fact that I am old enough to refer to things in terms of “decades”
makes my youth die a little death of its own, but that’s besides the point.
What was the most terrible V-Day gift I ever received?
Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it was the roses that were bought on the side of the road that still had thorns & bugs on them that later decided to make a home in my car
or maybe it was the sad Subway gift card for $10 & handwritten note given to me by an ex-stalker that found me at work…that, by the way, I’m pretty sure he got someone else write for him judging by the swirly lettering & heart-dotted letter “i’s”
or maybe it was the weird little cross-eyed bear from the gas station that clipped on to a single rose…a single dying brown rose…
There’s so many options, it’s really hard to choose.
You know what would’ve been great?
A homemade donut.
That’s all.
Just a donut made with my loved ones own two little hands showing me that they care enough to get their hands a little dirtier than rifling through the
CVS bargain bin of sad little stuffed animals that sing, “Wild Thang”.
I’m a simple girl with simple needs.
So to spare you from being the giver (or recipient) of a horrible Valentine’s Day gift, I present to you what a girl really wants:
A gosh darn Home Baked Red Velvet Donut with Cream Cheese Glaze!