Now that the infamous "Hallmark Holiday" has come and gone, I'm feeling the sudden urge to share with you all a single conclusion that I've drawn regarding the Feast of St. Valentine.
Over the course of the day yesterday, as noted quite well by both my Facebook and Twitter feeds, there appears to have been two distinct schools of people celebrating (or in this case, not celebrating) the day. The two distinct groups of people I am referring to, of course, are those who go crazy on Valentine's Day, proclaiming their undying love and affection for their Valentines and those who like to brag about how amazing their husbands/boyfriends/baby daddies and significant others are every other single day of the year that they don't "need" to celebrate Valentine's Day.
Well then. Why don't you go rain on someone else's love parade, huh?
I am all for any excuse, or day of the week rather, when dark chocolate, candy and flowers abound. It's true. I'll be the first to admit that I have a great husband who, after nearly five years of marriage and nine years of dating, knows that I need to hear (on a rather constant basis) how much he loves and adores me and how wonderful he thinks I am. I've trained him well and I'm not afraid to admit that!
What better than a "Hallmark Holiday" to dedicate an entire day to this vomitous love fest and adoration party? You know, for once, having something else put the pressure on our Husband's to come through, rather than the subtle hints and constant nagging from us, their wives?
Believe me, Loyals. My "neediness" is no surprise to The Husband. In fact, I'm almost certain it just might endear him to me even more. So when the opportunity arises to shower one's Valentine with candy, flowers, words of sweet, sweet nothings and heck, even an annual romp in the hay in something one would only find in an S&M catalog, so be it!
Let it be known that I do not spoil The Husband near as much as I should. So for me? Valentine's Day is a reminder that I should be doing more for him. Making a valiant effort to show through actions (and not just words) just how much I love him.
And who am I kidding? It gives me a great excuse to drown some strawberries in chocolate and whip up some other tasty treats that would make me a veritable fat-ass if concocted on just any ordinary Wednesday.