Saturday, February 14, 2009

VD day. yes, indeed.

I don't care whether you're single or what, Valentine's day is ridiculous. Not because I'm bitter. Because it's true. As a woman, trying to buy something for a guy on Valentine's day is like trying to find a straight man in a hair salon. What guy wants satin boxers with hearts all over them? Or any sort of teddy bear bearing the proverbial "I love you". And women, do we really need a giant teddy bear to know that our man loves us? Because if we do then something tells me that the guy isn't doing his job. This is entirely one of those "hallmark" holidays. An excuse for us to rail on our men for forgetting to buy us flowers. Isn't it better to get flowers when you aren't expecting them? For no reason whatsoever other than he loves you? Not as an obligation to this frilly holiday, but as a sincere gesture. Don't get me wrong. I like chocolates and flowers as much as any girl. And with all that forced romance floating around, you can't help but feel slightly excited. Unless you're single. Which I am. In which case you shouldn't get depressed. Buy yourself whatever you want. Gorge yourself on dove chocolate and watch comedies all night. It doesn't have to be a pity party! Enjoy being single by God! It's not the end of the freaking world, and it's nice not to get dancing teddy bears anymore that sing "wild thing".

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