Can I let you in on a little secret about me? Here it is: I really suck at being frugal. Sure, I shop the sales rack and Savers for my clothing. I do clip coupons, I do sign up for rewards at my favorite retailers whenever possible and I am credit card debt free. But start waving around a “holiday” of little or no significance, I feel this awareness growing in my psyche … who cares if I know that my husband loves me and that he demonstrates his love for me daily? This woman needs flowers that will eventually die or some sort of bauble that will be worn religiously for about a week and then relegated to a deep, dark corner of my jewelry box!
*Big sigh.* Glad I got that off my chest.
In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m a sucker for Valentine’s Day. I love heart-shaped Sprees (no different than the red ones that come in the regular candy box), I love heart-shaped Snickers bars (no different than the regular candy bars that you can get anywhere), I love the cheap, little Valentines cards that remind me of my childhood and I really, really, really love flowers. Screw jewelry – I love flowers.
Here’s the rub – I’ve spent most of my life as a singleton and I married a guy who sees Valentine’s Day for what it is – a holiday that’s been bastardized by the greeting card industry to drive up sales after the Christmas season. And while I don’t doubt that my husband loves me, I have this weird feeling that there’s something wrong with us if we don’t somehow celebrate Valentine’s Day. And while he thinks this means pizza from our favorite restaurant, I get misty eyed whenever I see Kay Jewelers commercial where some schmuck reads sentiments off of those sugary candy hearts and then presents his lady with what looks like a lame necklace. (Since I rarely wear jewelry, I find myself wondering why I get misty eyed …)
Last night, between episodes of “Mythbusters” and while being assaulted by yet another Valentine’s Day jewelry commercial, I asked my husband what he wanted to do for Valentine’s Day and we agreed that we’d have a nice meal (pizza from our favorite spot and molten chocolate cakes concocted by yours truly) and exchange cards. But I have to be honest – I could just skip the entire month of February for the temptation that it brings. The days leading up to Valentine’s Day usually leave me feeling like an asshole for wanting things that I don’t really need and looking for symbols of love in a relationship that is already solid.
Another *big sigh.* What about the rest of you? Am I the only person who is in this conundrum? How do the rest of you celebrate Valentine’s Day?
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