It's no secret that I hate Valentine's day. The day designed to make people feel bad, have their hopes dashed, and spend unnecessary money. When you're alone it stinks, and when you're with someone you have pretty good chance of having hopes dashed/disappointing your sweetheart. Plus it makes it nearly impossible to get a table to go out for Tom's birthday dinner (2/13).

That said, I love conversation hearts. Actually, now I must say, I loved them. Apparently NECCO changed the colors/flavors without consulting me. In years past I have bought bags and bags of them, then separated them by flavor (because no one wants to get a white one with an orange one -- mint and orange, ew!), and then snacked on them for the entire month of February. No more. Now we have only nastiness. Blue raspberry? Lemon-lime? Come on! Yellow is supposed to be banana! Green should be lime, not apple! WHY?!

As a general rule, I'm not opposed to change. Even when it comes to candy I hold dear. I don't mind eating them in Spanish, so long as they're the right flavors.

The one thing I liked about Valentine's day, ruined.