Valentine's Day
I had the best Valentine's day ever last year. I boarded a plane for New Zealand on February 13th, and arrived in NZ on February 15th. I skipped Valentine's day, and it was magnificent.
Valentine's Day makes me question my convictions. I rant and rave about how insignificant, trivial, and commercialized I think the day is... but I still can't quite bring myself to roll my eyes at the boy that brought his girlfriend flowers after class as a valentine's surprise. Even if I do think that his primary motivation was to get laid. :-P And then there is my weakness for greeting cards, and arts and crafts. Valentine's Day is so stupid-- but I still made the concert band clarinets (+ flute) some cheesy little Valentines. Dammit. I can't quite be a grinch. I'm like the huge, burly, hard-faced mexican construction worker that once broke his "don't mess with me" stride to tickle his own tummy and giggle like a little girl because my 3-year old cousin showed him her belly button.
I think I am going to add to my collection of greeting card templates a new category: the "It's not Valentine's Day!" category. Or perhaps it would be nicer to label it something like "I Love You Every Day!". Just to remind people year-round that maybe they can do something extra to show they care. Is all the pressure around one day really necessary? Have I simply overreacted?
I do care, honestly. It's just that I want to give you a flower because I love you and I wanted to, not because everyone else is doing it.
Valentine's Day makes me question my convictions. I rant and rave about how insignificant, trivial, and commercialized I think the day is... but I still can't quite bring myself to roll my eyes at the boy that brought his girlfriend flowers after class as a valentine's surprise. Even if I do think that his primary motivation was to get laid. :-P And then there is my weakness for greeting cards, and arts and crafts. Valentine's Day is so stupid-- but I still made the concert band clarinets (+ flute) some cheesy little Valentines. Dammit. I can't quite be a grinch. I'm like the huge, burly, hard-faced mexican construction worker that once broke his "don't mess with me" stride to tickle his own tummy and giggle like a little girl because my 3-year old cousin showed him her belly button.
I think I am going to add to my collection of greeting card templates a new category: the "It's not Valentine's Day!" category. Or perhaps it would be nicer to label it something like "I Love You Every Day!". Just to remind people year-round that maybe they can do something extra to show they care. Is all the pressure around one day really necessary? Have I simply overreacted?
I do care, honestly. It's just that I want to give you a flower because I love you and I wanted to, not because everyone else is doing it.