Happy Valentine's Day
Yeah, it's that day, the one where everyone is expected to be all romantic and lovey-dovey. Am I the only one for whom this day tends to just suck?
For years I was always sick on Valentine's Day. Like, respiratory infecton or stomach flu sick. That ended when I got to Florida, but the day still basically stank. So much pressure, I think. Everyone wants to know what sorts of gifts your husband bought for you, or what special thing you're doing to celebrate.
Usually, the hubs and I end up fighting. We don't fight much. And the last couple of years have been fine, now that I think about it. But I know we're not alone--a lot of couple fight on Valentine's Day, and I think it's because of the raised expectations.
I don't even really advocate planning all sorts of wild sexy things. Chances are it will backfire. Silly lingerie covered in hearts? Nah, not for me. Why would you want to have sex with someone who looks like a float in a cheezy parade?
So this year do something extra special for your significant other--give them a break, order a pizza, and watch sitcoms. Save the romance for when it's spontaneous. That's what makes it special.
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I believe Kanrei's calling this Back Wednesday.
You are a good woman, December! Yes you are.
Happy Valentine's Day...with only spontaneity "planned". ~grinning~
I haven't thought much of Valentine's since high school. I guess that's because I spent the first ten years of my adult life working in the restaurant business where V-Day derisively referred to as "Amateur Night."
I took a picture of the bunny for my website, and I brought some chocolates to put in a common area at work, but the hub has known for the 12 years we've been together that I'll be really, REALLY pissed if he buys me flowers or even CONTEMPLATES taking me out for dinner on Amateur Night.
So it's just another day for me, no matter what Hallmark wants to say about it. :-)
The Boy and I made cupcakes with pink icing and heart shaped sprinkles. I gave them out to people in town with Spiderman cards.
Hubby and I refuse to celebrate. More commercial than Christmas, this one is.
My hubby writes me a little poem every V Day. To be honest, we were always too broke to do anything special; saved the dinner until we got the tax refund!
Woke up with a migraine this morning (how's that for timing). I managed to get the kids off, then took a handful of drugs and went back to bed. I awoke at noon to find my husband coming in the door with a silly, romantic card and a bottle of Irish Cream. Everything I ever wanted.
I'm not sentimental and neither is my husband. We've forgotten our own anniversary more times than we've remembered it. And being a waitress, I'm always stuck working on V-day.
But, hey, I'm not crazy, either. I'll take the card (it really was cute), and that Irish Cream won't be lasting too long, either. Just have to find the right drug combo to take the edge off this headache.
He says all he wants for V-day is make-up sex, so I guess I'll have to pick a fight with him later. Ah, good times.
Woke up with a migraine this morning (how's that for timing). I managed to get the kids off, then took a handful of drugs and went back to bed. I awoke at noon to find my husband coming in the door with a silly, romantic card and a bottle of Irish Cream. Everything I ever wanted.
I'm not sentimental and neither is my husband. We've forgotten our own anniversary more times than we've remembered it. And being a waitress, I'm always stuck working on V-day.
But, hey, I'm not crazy, either. I'll take the card (it really was cute), and that Irish Cream won't be lasting too long, either. Just have to find the right drug combo to take the edge off this headache.
He says all he wants for V-day is make-up sex, so I guess I'll have to pick a fight with him later. Ah, good times.
I grew up being largely ignored on Valentine's Day. The last thing I ever got from my mom was a valentine. She died 2 days later. So I'm really big on telling everyone they are loved and cared for. It's an excuse to do so. The disappointment, however, seems to be ingrain. I got my first reject since the first week of Jan. today, read a few highly anticipated shorts that seriously let me down and quite frankly, I'm afraid to try anything in bed for the same reason!
"Save the romance for when it's spontaneous."
Right on, December!
My husband brings me roses every week, thereby avoiding this obligatory crap.
Heh, Black Wednesday indeed, lbl.
I try, Erik. Sometimes I succeed. :-)
Totally hear you about restauruants, bunnygirl, and kis. I've been a waitress and a bartender both, and man, I know how V-night sucks. It also sucks working in a movie theatre. I can't imagine the hell flower delivery guys go through.
Heh, "amateur night"!
Cupcakes and Spider-Man! I think that may be the perfect Valentine's Day combination, Jenn. I love that!
Yeah, Robyn, broke is where we often find ourselve in Feb as well; still getting over the big holidays spends. V-Day should be in April or May. Give us some time to get ready!
Kis, if you need help looking for things to fight about, I have some suggestions. "We always do what you want, never what I want" is a good place to start, as are asinine, unanswerable questions like "Do you even know who I am, inside?" You know, I may have to do a whole post on these at some point!
A card and a bottle of Irish Creme sounds like a fantastic V-Day giftie though. How perfect. Booze is always the perfect gift.
Michele, I'm so sorry for your loss.
Sorry about the reject too. I got one yesterday as well, from a pertial. I guess we just keep pushing on...and I agree, when things are going wrong everywhere is NOT the time to try the new toys. I say it's Cuddle Night, personally.
Aaaw, Bernita. You and your husband are so sweet, and I don't mean that in a sarcastic way. You provide an example for all of us.
OMG, just read this... even though it's late, I have to post... I AM SO GLAD I am not alone.
I wore all black on Wednesday, sat in my corner of the office (we have no partitions, so I get to hear ALL the chitchat of 'where's he taking you? What'd he get you?' blah blah blech...
Indeed, it seems way more commercial than Christmas!
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