"What I am hearing is that you just celebrate Valentine's day late," I said.
"No, we don't celebrate Valentine's day," she repeated.
"Yes, you do. You just do it late and call it something different so that you can tell yourselves that you are individuals," I clarified. "It is still the very same premise. You are still going out and buying the cards and chocolates, and having a fancy dinner."
"It's not the same," she insisted, sounding slightly less sure of herself.
"Oh, it's the same. It's not your anniversary. It is not in celebration of some other sort of special occasion. It is Valentine's day, only it's late."
I find Valentine's day to be ridiculous and not merely because I am single. I have never felt the need to celebrate the day. In fact, I have never celebrated the occasion in any special way other than going out of my way to ensure there was time for extra sex that day. In the morning? Don't mind if I do. A nooner? Sure, why not? On the kitchen table, waiting for dinner to cook? How can I resist? Did you hear that? The television program we are watching is on a commercial break. Quick, we must figure out something to do to help pass the time.
But I digress. Valentine's day is a sham. We should all insist on being more loving on a regular basis instead of saving it all up for one day.
1 comment:
Personally, I think Valentine's day would be every if people just want and "made out" instead of having to buy stuff.
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