This year, I was sick on Valentine’s Day. So I suppose it is a good thing that I despise the holiday. Do you celebrate Valentine’s Day? If so, please explain to me why. I won’t judge because I realize I am not in the majority of the world when I hate the day. But I just don’t get it. I think love should be celebrated and expressed every day. And I also don’t think that giving me expensive flowers that will die, chocolate that will make me fat, and a teddy bear that will go in the next garage sale is the best way to show me your love. You want to rock my world? Clean my house, do the dishes, let me have a bubble bath with a glass of wine and a good book….don’t spend money on overpriced junk. Luckily I am married to a wonderful man who totally gets me.
I think the first time I told Joseph if he bought me anything for Valentine’s Day, I would be mad at him he panicked. Multiple people told him, “No she’s just saying that and you better get her something.” So when he asked me again I assured him that if he bought me anything, I would break up with him. The terror in his eyes told me he was trying to decipher if this was some sort of cruel test. I told him if he must do something, then he could make me dinner. I didn’t want to go anywhere and wait for a table for an hour to have crappy service because the restaurant was over crowded and under staffed. He decided to make me lamb chops with mint jelly which I had never had before and I fell in love – with lamb and with him. It was so good.
So now, Valentine’s Day is just a regular day with lamb for dinner. And I am perfectly okay with that.
But anyways, I was sick Valentine’s Day but towards the afternoon I was feeling a bit better so I decided to go to the grocery store so we could actually have food for the week. I have never in my life seen so many individual men completely confused. They were all standing in the floral section trying to pick out flowers, balloons, baskets of God knows what, chocolate covered strawberries, cards, etc worth about a tenth of what they probably paid for them. I felt so bad for them then so thankful that my husband would never be one of those men. So tell me again how picking out a last-minute panic gift at the grocery store is romantic? Do you actually eat the chocolate filled with toothpaste or keep the massive “I LOVE YOU” Mylar balloon? Does that red teddy bear sit on some bed in your house or become a dog toy? I truly want to understand it. I am a frugal person so you obviously get why I can’t understand spending $100 on flowers that will cost $17 next week. I don’t even like Joseph buying flowers in a vase for me. I tell him if he wants to get me flowers, pick them on the side of the road or get the little individual sets at HEB and I will piece them together in a vase I already have at home. They look just as good for a fraction of the price and I still know he loves me – in fact I know he loves me even more because he spent less because he knows I love a good deal.
When you are sick on Valentine’s Day, watching TV is a challenge. I am clearly not the sappy, love-story girl but when I turned on the TV, Titanic was playing. Why in the world I didn’t change the channel beats the hell out of me but I decided to watch it. If you haven’t seen the movie, spoiler alert – it’s 20 years old, and I don’t care. We all know Jack dies at the end and Rose is a selfish idiot for more reasons than just not sharing the raft (although I completely understand that the thing wouldn’t have stayed afloat with both of them on it seeing as he tries to get on it too but it sinks so he lets her get on it by herself)…
But it got me thinking about another scenario….if Rose would’ve just gotten on the damn life boat, Jack would’ve survived and they would’ve lived happily ever after….How? Because she would’ve been on the boat all safe and warm, he would’ve gone off into the water with the ship and froze NEARLY to death BUT HE would’ve been on the floating door or whatever Rose was hogging and HE would’ve been saved by the life boat that came back by blowing the whistle. So Rose is dumb and the movie made me sad and then pissed and it’ll probably be another 20 years before I can watch it again. But I suppose love makes you do stupid things…like spend $300 on flowers and chocolate and bears and crap.
As a side note I feel as though I should explain that I am not a hater of love. I love love. I just hate the commercialization and expectations that February 14th gives…I just have the expectations that it should be expressed every day…and not with gifts. Stepping off soap box now…kthanksloveyoubye!