Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Happy Valen...Whatever. Love. Yada, Yada.

Chocolate, flowers, dinner...it's all so empty. Seriously, who really gets happy about these holidays anymore? What once was a time for people to come together and celebrate their love for each other is now just another day to groan and dread...

It should be said that I love my honey and appreciate every little thing he does for me...on any day OTHER than today...

My honey made me happy, I suppose. He played all the right cards, dinner, chocolate, lots of the requisite "I love you" floating about (and I gave him a card and chocolate), but deep down, I don't think either one of us was having a good time. I mean, we could have been eating the same dinner at home for about half the price. And we would've been comfortable in our jammies, laughing at each others silliness. Honestly? I feel more "Valentine-y" with my honey on just about any day that isn't today.

We didn't talk about it much, but we could both feel it. It's just such a forced feeling...that commercialization, that Hallmark-y feeling, that state of mind when something just isn't natural anymore. I'll be glad when today is over and we can just get back to loving each other with no pressure.

4 comments:

Word Tosser said...

thanks for stopping by the blog and commenting.
You are right, the other 364 days are the most important days. And someday, you will say that out loud near your honey, and you can stay home on V-day. In your jammies, eating what you like, and get a movie or two for the evening.
You will find it so much more rewarding... and he will breath a deep sign of relief, when he finds out you think the same as he does.

Katrina said...

I hear ya! We've kind of abandoned the "traditional" Valentine's Day stuff in favor of making gestures that mean something to us personally. Like a nice long game of Scrabble while we watch a movie, or a family picnic (weather permitting). This year, I popped in on Paul at work with a basket of all his favorite goodies--Pringles, beef jerky, Whoppers, Henry Weinhard's root beer. He gifted me with a wonderful massage after the kids went to bed that lasted the entire length of a Norah Jones CD...lol! It was definitely better than chocolate. :)

Enjoy your 364 days of amazing love, Jules! I'd rather have that than all the Kay Jewelry in the world. :)

Evil Spock said...

I still like giving gifts on V-day. I make sure the gf thinks I've downplayed it the whole time, and surprise her with something.

Nocturnal said...

Well said, I'm constantly astounded by what this date does to people's mindsets.