I am now the Scrooge of Valentine’s Day. I loved Valentine’s Day as a kid but never associated it with romance. There were plenty of gifts for me on that day, and it didn’t even matter that they were always Pepto-Bismal color themes. Whether it was pajamas, socks, or a stuffed animal, it was pink. As I got older, the gifts slowed down, but the goofy cards never did. I enjoy the fun whimsicalness of the day. Some Years Were Dry Even though I have had a few, who am I kidding there were many, years without any potential valentines hanging around; life went on. I continued my loser tradition of heading out to the drug store on Feb. 15th and getting myself some cut-rate candy. What Does One Do With a Gold-Dipped Rose? As I spent the time leading up to Valentine’s Day listening to advertisements hawking teddy bears…