Monday, February 14, 2011
I'm going to risk irritating a lot of women here. Tomorrow is Valentine' Day, the day set aside to show your spouse, partner, lover, crush just how much you really love them. It's a day that involves lots of red hearts, cards, candy, special dinners and chocolate treats (ok, not a bad thing). It is so entrenched in our society that even first graders know the importance of this day and spend time creating their own pink, purple and red mail boxes in anticipation of receiving handfuls of small printed "cards" with their classmates names on the back.
Valentine's Day? I'm not a fan.
I know, you already think I am party pooper, right? I despise going to the store and spending a ridiculous amount of money on a card that, in our house, will be thrown away by the end of the week. I don't need a card to remind Moondoggy that I love "Us" - if I haven't made that clear by now, we would be in marriage free fall. I sure as heck don't want him to go out and spend money on candy (I don't need it), we already dine out more than we should, and that $5 on a card would be better spent elsewhere. Moondoggy is off the hook in our house.
We will wish each other a Happy Valentine's Day in the morning. He will leave for work. I will get chicken out for dinner. That about does it. We don't need to set aside a special day to proclaim our love. At this point, that kind of holiday seems silly.
Now Mother's Day? That's a different story. And in case you are wondering, about 90 shopping days left.