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It’s Valentine’s Day, Bitches! (AKA: “This is the day Hallmark has made. Let us buy candy and get fat.”) February 14, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — laughingmama @ 11:56 am

Dateline: February 14th. It’s Valentine’s Day. Big Whoop, I say! Yes, that’s right. Big Whoop! “Cynic” you must be thinking. “Someone jilted her and now she’s got to take it out on poor, innocent Cupid.” Au contraire, mon cheri! I am a happily married woman who has nothing against the fat, flying baby brandishing a weapon. And I am very much in love with my husband. As a matter of fact, he proposed to me on Valentine’s Day. It was tres romantic and the best Valentine’s Day ever! And every day I have known him has been like Valentine’s Day. Okay, now I’m sure you’re thinking, “GAG ME!! Who does this girl think she is? Nicholas Sparks?” No. This is not The Notebook or anything half as dramatic. To me, love is not about the overpriced cards Hallmark sells, or the red roses so abundant in store windows. It’s not about heart shaped boxes of candy that we hope and pray someone special gives us as a sign they love us. I feel a lot of pressure surrounding Valentine’s Day. And I don’t even CARE about it.

“Easy for you to say, you already have someone” you’re thinking. That’s true. When I was younger and without a boyfriend, this holiday sucked. I hated Valentine’s Day. I watched vase after vase of flowers being delivered to girls at work and sat and stared at my empty desk feeling sorry for myself. What kind of shitty holiday does that?? Valentine’s Day. It’s a concocted holiday to celebrate “love” which is all well and good, but why do we have to attach so much importance to it? Guys feel under the gun to give just the right thing to make their girl happy and girls have such high expectations for what the day is going to bring. As if all of a sudden their man will magically wake up on February 14th and be the most romantic person in the world just because it’s Valentine’s Day. Granted, it does fall in between the Super Bowl and March Madness so there’s not a whole lot else for guys to focus on right now. But I digress.. Singles just feel left out completely. Which is why there is now something called “Single Awareness Day”! Totally hilarious. Why? Because it’s just as silly as making up a holiday celebrating love.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m a romantic at heart. I confess to loving The Notebook. It’s one of my favorite movies. Along with While You Were Sleeping and When Harry Met Sally. I’m a sap. And I cry at everything having to do with love. I’m a sucker for a bouquet of flowers. And of course, never turn down candy- in a heart shaped box or otherwise. “So what the hell is the problem with Valentine’s Day??” you’re screaming at your monitor. Well, it’s not a problem per se. I just don’t see the need in forcing love to exist on one particular day. Love should exist and be SHOWN every day. Getting back to what I said earlier about my husband… the other day I went out to the car to take the kids to school. He leaves for work earlier than I and this particular morning was cold. And totally unprompted and unknown to me, he took the time to scrape the ice off my windows. THAT is what I mean when I say every day is like Valentine’s Day. Because he doesn’t just think about me on February 14th when the jewelry stores and florist shops tell him he has to, he thinks about me every day. And scraping the ice off my windows is a much more romantic gesture and means more to me than anything he could spend money on for Valentine’s Day.

Except that engagement ring, that was a good move. I hope you have a wonderful YEAR of love showing those you care about how you feel and getting it back ten fold. I hope you get your fair share today and every day. Happy February 14th!

 

PS- I hope this doesn’t give you the impression that my husband is off the hook today. If he wants sex tonight he’s totally going to have to bring me flowers.

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