He loves me, she loves me not...

Valentines day has come and gone and all that remains is the heart shaped box of chocolates, with a few candies and lots of those brown papers the rest were once nested in.

Upon close inspection, one could imagine that each of the remaining chocolates may have been left because the contents were the least favorable of the batch. If you checked the bottom of the piece, someone may have even poked a small fingertip sized hole in the underside to determine for sure the filling is truly unacceptable before abandoning the effort.

Hopefully, the person that brought the box to you as a token of sweet affection (get it?) will last longer than the candies did and prove to be filled with the good stuff-even good enough to endure the mood or behavioral equivalent of the "finger poke."

If you did not find your own true love this year, you probably have more company than you know and you very likely could meet the person of your dreams on a more random day. So buck up, St. Patricks day is right around the corner...