File Under: "Holidays" I don't like.
I was going to blog about Valentine's day but it seems I've done that already. I just read my post from last year and, yup, I feel just about the same way.
http://tpgtl.blogspot.com/2008/02/anti-valentines-day.html
The commercials still bug me, the hearts and flowers bother me too. I think my level of bitter is dialed up a notch or two higher this year because I thought this one would be different. It's not.
For fun, I created a group on Facebook. it's called "SUCK IT, CUPID! - The Anti-Valentine's Day Group." I think I've got 14 or 15 members. Anybody can join. Actually a couple of the people who are members are partnered, they just liked the group.
CNN's website has a great article written by Roland Martin about his dislike for Valentine's Day. You can read it here. http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/02/11/martin.valentine/index.html?iref=newssearch
Here's a guy who is married and believes that there shouldn't be one day to shower your spouse or partner with gifts and flowers. Why should February 14 be any different than other days? I like his take on it and if I were in a relationship, I'd feel the same way.
I did receive a lovely invitation for Valentine's Day. Dan and Luis are hosting dinner for the little group of friends. The invitation was sent via email and it said "Be Ours." I'm happy to be doing something that evening, thrilled that I'm spending the evening with people I love. It'll be a nice distraction and it won't be an evening of sitting home and feeling sorry for myself.
I will however, take time out of my day and listen to the song I listen to every year on that day.
"Valentine...I know you're not mine. You're somebody else's flame. But when those hearts and flowers fade, oh my darling, look my way."
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Thursday, February 12, 2009
Friday, February 15, 2008
Anti-Valentine's Day
File Under: "Holidays" I don't like
I'm not a fan of Valentine's Day.
I've been single for quite some time. The last time I dated someone when a V-Day occurred was 5 years ago. It was nice to be with someone, get the heart shaped box of chocolates, give him a gift, have a nice evening together and then wake up next to him the next morning.
When you've had a taste of it, you miss it. Maybe you miss it even if you've never sampled it.
The first two weeks of February, leading up to that day, it's all you hear about. Commercials showing happy couples in love, friends and coworkers talking about their plans for the day, even the romantic songs on the radio seem just a bit louder than the others.
I work in Human Resources. At work, festivities were planned and the memo said "wear red." I struggled to comply. I wanted to wear all black. I managed to wear grey, my turtleneck sweater had a red stripe around the collar and cuffs. At work I smiled and politely said "thank you" when I was wished a happy V-Day. One of my bosses gave me a card and a box of conversation hearts. That was nice. Another coworker made handmade cards that were holders for Hershey's chocolate bars. Mid-day I was finally feeling a bit festive and I sent one of my friends a text message wishing her a Happy V-Day. She called, she was happy to hear from me. Towards the end of the day, I felt pretty good about it. The anxiety of it was fading.
I went to the gym last night. My phone was at home charging. When I got home I had a text message from a friend. This is someone who, at one time I fawned over and had quite the crush on him. I consider him a good friend and I think he considers me a good friend. The message I received simply said "Happy Valentine's Day, honey." I about lost it. No harm intended on his part, just a sweet message. A message that put me back to the beginning of the day when I wished I had worn all black and didn't have to talk to anybody. So, I held true to tradition and played Belinda Carlisle's song "Valentine," shed a couple tears and called it a night. The chorus of the song says:
Valentine
I know that I'm
Fighting this love in vain
The sun's been shining for a week
but it just feels like rain.
Valentine
I know you're not mine
You're somebody else's flame
But when those hearts and flowers fade
Oh my darling, look my way.
One day later, I feel much better. It's Friday, it's been a long week and I'm going out for a drink. Alone, and okay with it.
I'm not a fan of Valentine's Day.
I've been single for quite some time. The last time I dated someone when a V-Day occurred was 5 years ago. It was nice to be with someone, get the heart shaped box of chocolates, give him a gift, have a nice evening together and then wake up next to him the next morning.
When you've had a taste of it, you miss it. Maybe you miss it even if you've never sampled it.
The first two weeks of February, leading up to that day, it's all you hear about. Commercials showing happy couples in love, friends and coworkers talking about their plans for the day, even the romantic songs on the radio seem just a bit louder than the others.
I work in Human Resources. At work, festivities were planned and the memo said "wear red." I struggled to comply. I wanted to wear all black. I managed to wear grey, my turtleneck sweater had a red stripe around the collar and cuffs. At work I smiled and politely said "thank you" when I was wished a happy V-Day. One of my bosses gave me a card and a box of conversation hearts. That was nice. Another coworker made handmade cards that were holders for Hershey's chocolate bars. Mid-day I was finally feeling a bit festive and I sent one of my friends a text message wishing her a Happy V-Day. She called, she was happy to hear from me. Towards the end of the day, I felt pretty good about it. The anxiety of it was fading.
I went to the gym last night. My phone was at home charging. When I got home I had a text message from a friend. This is someone who, at one time I fawned over and had quite the crush on him. I consider him a good friend and I think he considers me a good friend. The message I received simply said "Happy Valentine's Day, honey." I about lost it. No harm intended on his part, just a sweet message. A message that put me back to the beginning of the day when I wished I had worn all black and didn't have to talk to anybody. So, I held true to tradition and played Belinda Carlisle's song "Valentine," shed a couple tears and called it a night. The chorus of the song says:
Valentine
I know that I'm
Fighting this love in vain
The sun's been shining for a week
but it just feels like rain.
Valentine
I know you're not mine
You're somebody else's flame
But when those hearts and flowers fade
Oh my darling, look my way.
One day later, I feel much better. It's Friday, it's been a long week and I'm going out for a drink. Alone, and okay with it.
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