I'm not much for Valentine's Day romance. I think the "holiday" is pretty shallow, actually. Between Hallmark and insecure women, this "holiday" has reached the equivalent point of ridiculousness as the commercialism of Christmas.
I unexpectedly received a call from my best male friend today:
G: Not that I believe in this shit, but Happy Valentine's Day.
Me: (laughing) I don't believe in it either, but awwwww, that's so nice! Thanks!! And same to you.
G: This holiday is such bullshit.
Me: I know. I agree. (pause) Why are we wishing each other Happy Valentine's Day if neither of us believes in it? (chuckling more)
G: Fuck if I know.
We proceed to converse about other ridiculousness.
Poor guys. I feel bad for all you guys out there whose women torture you into the guilt of spending a exhorbitant amount of energy, time and money for a frivoulous holiday. And, oh, you single folk (especially women)! My heart especially bleeds for you because you have all this silly pressure to be part of couplehood, or you have this rebellious streak screaming at the world.
I do find some thoughtfullness in sending Mom a little L~O~V~E, or giving children a valentine. I even find fun in buying Justice League valentines and giving them out to my co-workers like I did last year. But, I certainly would puke if my husband were to buy me dozens of roses, a gigantic candy-filled heart, a heart-shaped necklace (never, NEVER buy me ANY heart shaped jewelry!), and take me out to III Forks for dinner.
Don't get me wrong. Jackie likes her some flowers. I am partial to Forget Me Nots...
Forget Me Nots are the perfectly named flower. And perfectly blue. They are small and dainty (something I was only when I was between the ages of infant to five years old). They are the Alaska state flower (my homeland!). Their name conveys what I would like my legacy to be: I don't want to be forgotten.
But I digress.....back to VD.
On this day of romance (cough), I'd rather My Husband just remind me that he loves me by swooping me in his strong embrace, so we are nose to nose while looking deeply into my eyes and saying "Have I told you today, baby, that I love you?" He can seal it with a lingering kiss that makes me want to jump his bones right then and there.
Yeah. (sigh) One of those weak-in-the-knees kind of kisses that he *still* knows how to give. And, if he really wanted to give me the cherry on top, he softly affirm, "you STILL fascinate me...."Happy Valentine's Day?
~J
P.S. Dave sent me these Valentine's Day wishes (thanks Dave):
Happy Were All Going To DIe Alone So Why Bother Day!!
Happy Might As Well Collect Cats Cuz Were Gonna End Up Dead In A Dirty Hotel Room In Florida Anyways Day!
Happy Couples Can Go Fuck Themselves Day
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