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Time for a little confession.
I'm a romantic. I like sweet and sappy, within reason, adore flowers of almost all kinds (though granted, that has more to do with being a nature sprite. I talk to flowers, yes.), and find little gestures of affection, be they physical, small gifts, found objects, whatever, to be delightful, on both the giving and recieving ends. Whenever.
I think Valentine's Day is cute. Oh, not the excessive pressure to buy (mostly ugly) things for people to prove you love them, not the obnoxious cards or the unrelenting pink that sweeps over the retail world for a month or more previous to the rather arbitrary date. But the idea of taking a day where you have the encouragement of the better part of a whole society to celebrate your love(s), publically or privately, with as much oozing, nausea-inducing, overly-sugared silliness as you and they can stomach...I find that fun. Okay, so society is limited in what they're willing to support. Take what they give you, and run with it as far as you want.
Myself? I get nervous around excessive declarations, dramatic emotionality, or smothering. But I have fond memories of the couple of VDs where I wasn't alone, and things were going well, and there was gentleness and adoration and silly cuteness from all concerned.
I also have fond memories of my VDs when I was a teen, and would lock myself into the TV room at home, watch sappy movies and eat junk food, all by myself. All day. (We had a pretty decent collection of Tom Hanks/Hugh Grant/Meg Ryan/Names Like That movies on laserdisc.)
As one of my wiser friends pointed out, it doesn't just have to be about a partner love. It's a holiday, it's a day, make of it what you want. I chose to believe it's about love. In all it's delightful and miserable and ludicrous forms.
If I am alone tonight, which I expect to be, I may bake, or make myself something fun to eat. I may find a movie I enjoy that I haven't watched in ages, or just curl up with a book and my cats.
If anyone else who is near me and is alone tonight wants to join me for a quiet friendly evening involving food and felines, they are welcome as well.
So yeah..I rant about Valentine's Day. About it being silly and stupid and a lot of pressure. I adore holding Anti-VD celebrations, involving black clothing and making fun of just about everything. Because that's part of me, too, and it's a lot of fun to boot.
Yes, I can have it both ways.
I'm a romantic. I like sweet and sappy, within reason, adore flowers of almost all kinds (though granted, that has more to do with being a nature sprite. I talk to flowers, yes.), and find little gestures of affection, be they physical, small gifts, found objects, whatever, to be delightful, on both the giving and recieving ends. Whenever.
I think Valentine's Day is cute. Oh, not the excessive pressure to buy (mostly ugly) things for people to prove you love them, not the obnoxious cards or the unrelenting pink that sweeps over the retail world for a month or more previous to the rather arbitrary date. But the idea of taking a day where you have the encouragement of the better part of a whole society to celebrate your love(s), publically or privately, with as much oozing, nausea-inducing, overly-sugared silliness as you and they can stomach...I find that fun. Okay, so society is limited in what they're willing to support. Take what they give you, and run with it as far as you want.
Myself? I get nervous around excessive declarations, dramatic emotionality, or smothering. But I have fond memories of the couple of VDs where I wasn't alone, and things were going well, and there was gentleness and adoration and silly cuteness from all concerned.
I also have fond memories of my VDs when I was a teen, and would lock myself into the TV room at home, watch sappy movies and eat junk food, all by myself. All day. (We had a pretty decent collection of Tom Hanks/Hugh Grant/Meg Ryan/Names Like That movies on laserdisc.)
As one of my wiser friends pointed out, it doesn't just have to be about a partner love. It's a holiday, it's a day, make of it what you want. I chose to believe it's about love. In all it's delightful and miserable and ludicrous forms.
If I am alone tonight, which I expect to be, I may bake, or make myself something fun to eat. I may find a movie I enjoy that I haven't watched in ages, or just curl up with a book and my cats.
If anyone else who is near me and is alone tonight wants to join me for a quiet friendly evening involving food and felines, they are welcome as well.
So yeah..I rant about Valentine's Day. About it being silly and stupid and a lot of pressure. I adore holding Anti-VD celebrations, involving black clothing and making fun of just about everything. Because that's part of me, too, and it's a lot of fun to boot.
Yes, I can have it both ways.