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It seems no matter what way you slice it, it's agony. Like, last year I wasn't seeing anyone, and despite my best efforts to ignore the day and not be bothered by it, I was. This year I am seeing someone, but I doubt he plans to take any notice of the day, which may be disappointing for me.
Once again I waited too long this year to start thinking about it. My wife said something odd about me not needing to send flowers to her work this year. What the hell does that mean? Does that mean that I SHOULD, or that I really shouldn't? Aagh.
On top of this she's working late, so we'll see each other for maybe 2-3 hours the whole day.
Yeah, this holiday sucks for everyone. Let's abolish it.
selfnoise: don't send flowers to her work, since that what she explicitly asked. But do figure out some other nice surprise to do.
I have this basic utilitarian philosophy about the day: it's much better to do something for your SO, however minor, than to make a big point about doing nothing. A small gesture is fine. Doing absolutely nothing actually takes more mental work, IMO.
I like V-Day! It's cute and a fun excuse to buy stuffed animals and candy for all your friends. It's one of those things that falls under the "it's better to give then receive" category- knowing I have some tricks up my sleeve makes the day bearable.
Plus I just met a cute boy- I doubt we'll do anything, but still! Yahoo!
Well, look... For VD haters, I don't know if it helps at all, but I'm happily married, and I know for absolute certain that my husband won't remember Valentine's Day tomorrow (I mean, besides the incapacity and all). And we always end up sort of mutually forgetting our anniversary (I usually remember about a week or two late).
It's not a huge big deal to me, because I figure the way we treat each other every normal day when we're not artificially expected to be wonderful is much more important.
Anyway, maybe that even makes things worse... but my point is that not everyone is having champagne under the starlight, or even a PBR under the stairway, and it may loom as a much bigger thing than it really is.
We used to (in the U.S.) celebrate Valentine's Day as kids without any big romantic onus, so - my attitude is that we should just have fun with it, as much as we are in the mood to do that. This is a good place to play with it, I think.
Drove me nuts when I was younger, these days it is something that has one good point - I get to see one of the Charlie Brown specials. Have to watch those every year. The day itself I just don't care about one way or the other.
I've never *hated* V-day, just not really given it much thought. I've never been inclined to "celebrate" it, though.
What is driving me crazy is that mr. g's parents and sister have asked him about 200 times (not exaggerated! at all!) so far this year what we are doing for V-day, like it's some sort of requirement for married couples to go out or whatever. Gah.
That's what's particularly cruel about the holiday. For the married or otherwise committed, they can comfortably blow it off as a silly tradition. They are free not to observe it, because they've already got everything it's supposed to celebrate. But for the un-committed, it points up the, er, emptier areas of your life in an unpleasant way.
I will try to take the taz and TPS outlook -- expect to see me here a lot tomorrow, telling you all how fab you are.
What miko said, except with a whole lot more howling. I usually retreat to my valentines proof bomb shelter, but at least this year being unemployed has a silver lining: I won't have to watch the flowers and balloons and candy being delivered all around the office to everyone but me. Fuck it.
What miko said too. The TPS outlook would be OK if the rest of the world (consumer/commercial culture) weren't spending every waking minute rubbing in the ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP aspects of V-Day.
I think the whole VDay thing is way over-hyped. I've never had a Valentine in my life, ever. (Sent loads, I might add.)
Actually, I have a theory. I truly believe that, every year, the Interflora van runs the postman over as they're on their way to my door. That's the only possible explanation. Isn't it? (Sob!)
I remember a few years ago, when I was still married, I arrived home from work to see, as I opened the door, a red envelope sealed with a gold heart on the mat. "He remembered!" I was delighted, until I turned over the envelope only to find it was addressed to the damn cat and was from the two girl cats who used to live next door.
My last b/f and I preferred to celebrate March 14 instead.
I'm not religious, so I don't celebrate St. Valentine's Feast Day. The only reason I celebrate St. Patrick's is because I'm Irish. There's no way out of that one, and besides, Irish girls are teh cuuuute cute OMG cute. I would kill every motherfucking one of you for a smile from an Irish girl.
Thank goodness most Irish girls lack the necessary bloodlust to find that sort of thing delightful.
Oh, c'mon, like anyone's still reading the thread this far down.
I must say that when I was a kid away at school I used to get a valentine every year - from my dog. There is nothing that touches the heart of a teenage girl like getting one valentine ~ and it's from her dog, although the handwriting looks suspiciously like her mother's.
I do not want a valentine from my dog ever again. Call me speciesist, whatever, but that's just not. . the nature of our relationship. Even if he is more interested in my underwear than anyone else on the planet.
On St. Valentine's day, I celebrate the death of mobsters everywhere. The world would be a better place if the Mafia and all its connections and competition were dead, dead, DEAD! Fuck gangsters; I look forward to the day they kill one another off entirely. Bloodsuckers.
Hugh--You wanna know how you do it? Here's how, they pull a knife, you pull a gun. He sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue. That's the Chicago way, and that's how you get Capone! Now do you want to do that? Are you ready to do that?
On St. Valentine's day, I celebrate the death of mobsters everywhere
Hugh: You're really onto something with that take on the holiday. I see a fan-a-ma-tastic party theme going on with this. 30s gangsters, gun molls, whisky bottles with XXX on the label. Aw yeah. What a good shindig to invite all your single friends too, vent some negative energy, and wear a costume (always good).
I must say that when I was a kid away at school I used to get a valentine every year - from my dog. There is nothing that touches the heart of a teenage girl like getting one valentine ~ and it's from her dog, although the handwriting looks suspiciously like her mother's.
I do not want a valentine from my dog ever again. Call me speciesist, whatever, but that's just not. . the nature of our relationship. Even if he is more interested in my underwear than anyone else on the planet.
Forgive me, mgl, but that just made me laugh harder than anything in days (except for Chris Martin's pants falling down onstage in California, which provided much hilarity as well.)
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