amending my opinion of valentine’s day
Not too long from now, it will be Valentine’s Day. I know many of you are fretting because you don’t yet have V-day dates. Some of you are eagerly planning a nice romantic night with their significant other. Me? Well, I suppose this will be the first V-day that I spend with someone and actually celebrate it properly (however and whatever that may be).
I’m not a huge Valentine’s Day fan. Aside from being a young kid, the day doesn’t really elicit any good memories.
It was super fun in elementary school when you would spend time decorating a shoe box with pink and red paper and cut out hearts. You would get those packs of V-day cards and write out one to all of your classmates. If you had a cool mom, she’d have bought candy or chocolate pieces to put in the cards, making you a little more popular with the other kids. Then on V-day, you’d walk around the classroom and stick all the cards in your classmates V-day mailboxes. At the end of the day, you’d bring those decorated shoeboxes home and open cards and eat candy! Nothing wrong with that.
As I got older and into high school, I don’t particularly remember any V-days. I had a boyfriend in high school and while I’m sure we probably exchanged gifts or ate dinner together, I don’t remember any of it.
When I was in college there was one guy I saw on and off for all four years. And there were other boyfriends, hook-ups, flings. But again, I don’t remember ever celebrating V-day.
One post-college boyfriend…well, I’ll just say that he broke up with me on Valentine’s Day in 2000. He had just gotten back from a business trip to Jakarta to let me know that he was going to move there for two years and “oh, by the way, you should know that I met someone while I was there.” Really, you douche bag? Well, fuck off.
Other Valentine’s Days were exceptionally un-memorable to me.
Even with the Colossal Douche Bag, we didn’t spend V-days together. In 2008, I was on a business trip to Vegas for V-day, while he was on a boys vacation with his best friend. In 2009, he went out to his sister’s in Ohio for a “family emergency” for V-day weekend, while I spend the day with a couple of my girls. Last year, if I recall, I think I saw CDB Saturday night and stayed over and V-day was on Sunday, the morning of which I left and went home. I brought him some vino and another small present. We never actually drank the wine and for some creepy fucked up reason, I think he probably drank it with his now wife (at the time she was, or I was, the other woman – depending how you looked at it). I also suspect that she became the recipient of that small gift I gave him. As if there weren’t enough reasons to hate that mo-fo…
This year…I don’t know what will be planned. I suppose it will be dinner, though I’d rather order in something than subject myself to cutesy nauseating V-day themed restaurants. I’ve already told St. Elmo that he is NOT to send me flowers. I don’t see the point of him buying me overpriced flowers for a Hallmark holiday. If he wants to impress me, then he can pick up a couple bunches of tulips over the weekend for the apartment. I have an idea of what I will get him as a present. I’m sure he’s going to blow me out of the water with his gift to me, because he’s really thoughtful and generous like that. It might be the first Valentine’s Day that I look forward to.
What are your thoughts on this Hallmark holiday? Are you a romantic and look forward to it? Do you hate it? Or is it just another day in your life, nothing special?