2004-02-13 
 

v-day approaches

While shopping through the Castro today getting little gifties for G, I walked by a few folk with a semi desperate look in their eye. They were glancing around, trying to find someone to spend tomorrow with. I remember being them. I also saw some who looked at my gifty. (can't tell you what it is, G reads this) and glanced up at me with scorn. I remember being them too.

I used to HATE Valentine's day with a fiery passion. I considered it a creation of Hallmark designed to sell lots of cards, candy and cute bears...with the added benefit of torturing all us single people with the knowledge that we were still alone. Each year I'd decide to either hate it and wear all black in protest or become desperate to have a boyfriend for a day. Actually, the one year I managed to do that was the last year I felt that way. I discovered that having a boyfriend-for-a day on Valentine's day made for quite an awkward date. The next year I went out to a party and ended up having sex with this random guy...which was also not the best response to Valentine's day since it amounts to the same awkwardness; only after the fact instead of before. The following years I went back to wearing all black.

I'm telling all you single folks this in hopes that you'll forgive me. You see, I've gone over to the red side. The past four years I've slowly succumbed. G sending me flowers that first year certainly made me happy. I immediately ran out and bought him an ape in a cup. (If it makes you feel any better, I can tell you that two years later we had a silly argument about that particular ape that involved a lot of yelling and some tears. Moving will do that to you.) The second year I was away on business, but we made up for it last year with a cheesey romantic evening of fondue, flowers and fun.

This year we're doing a whole romantic weekend away. My transformation into a heart-shaped-card carrying, glass-o-champagne sipping, box-o-chocolate munching VDay lover is complete. I still think it's a manufactured holiday, but I guess this is one time where the old cliche is true. If you can't beat 'em....join 'em!

* posted by me at 8:53 PM

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