Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Valentine's Day is for Simple Minded Fools
You know, I say a lot of things that make females want to smack me upside the head with those over priced pieces of self-esteem called designer handbags- and this rant is no different. Valentine's Day is for fools.
I’ll celebrate any holiday that involves consuming large quantities of chocolate- but ladies, roses on a day when they cost $50 a dozen? Who’s really winning when you receive those smelly temporary symbols of love- you or the florist? Wouldn't you rather have the cash? You do know those things are going to die. In addition, by expecting a big to do on Valentines day you suddenly release your significant other from any other grand shows of affection. Why should he plan a special night out? It’s not like it’s Valentines Day. Men become conditioned to only give gifts, bring flowers or take you out if a holiday is involved. Tell them you don't care about the holiday and you might just get those things year round.
I have yet to figure out what is so terribly romantic about a red stuffed animal singing an 80's power ballad, or waiting an hour for a table at a mediocre restaurant on a Thursday night. This holiday of ‘romance’ is selling a cheap substitute for the real thing.
Romance isn’t a bunch of worthless rocks hanging around your neck- romance is when he cleans the bathroom with out you mentioning it. Romance is having your car always filled up with gas and never pumping it yourself. Romance is a man that likes hanging out with your parents; a partner that is supportive of your dreams and your career; a man that encourages 'girls night out'. Romance is a man who shows up early for his daughter's piano recital, a man who jumps out of bed first when he hears the baby cry. Romance is snuggling up to your spouse even after they just farted, or sitting through 6 hours of the British version of Pride and Prejudice just to be next to your wife. Romance is listening to your partner rant and rave about something you care little about, remembering that your spouse doesn't like redvines and loves mustard. Romance is putting on a happy face after a bad day of work, and talking a second job to put braces on your kid's teeth. Romance is holding your wife’s hair as she pukes into the toilet. We need to find and value the real romance in life, not this costly superficial holiday that women have so blindly bought into.
Diamonds are the easy way out. We all have credit cards, it's not a great feat of strength to throw down cash. Ladies, you're worth more than a dinner at the Olive Garden and a 3 star movie- and he's worth more than the latest gadget from the sharper image. Quit being duped, quit being fooled and find your own romance.
I'm pretty sure I just lost 4 of my 6 readers