Happy Valentine's Day...

[trishkit]

..and all that stuff.

You can count me in as a non-fan, but not rabidly so.

I was never fond of all the lovey-dovey hoopla during the (countless) years I was single. I was never morbidly depressed on the 14th or anything, but I did wonder about the sincerity of the occasion. All of that sentimentality and expenditure just struck me as a little forced.

As my first Valentine's Day with a boyfriend approached, I wondered if I would feel differently now that I was part of a couple.

Uh...nope.


The fact that it was Valentine's Day didn't make me feel more in love, it didn't make me appreciate my partner more, it didn't make me crave extra attention and gifts. All of the advertising and hype made me feel as if any gesture I did make would have been made because I *had* to, not out of any genuine sentiment.

Pookie is an unbelievably thoughtful person, and always treats me like a queen, no matter what day it is. In fact, just yesterday he brought home an exciting new cleaning product that he thought I'd like (I did). I am far to lazy to match him, but I do try. I really don't care to have a set date to "prove my love" to him. Pookie doesn't care either way. He'd make the Valentine's effort if he had to, but he is very happy not to have the pressure (which apparently makes me the "best girlfriend ever").

As usual, we aren't doing anything today/night and that is just the way we like it. I always say that I want to go to "Hooters" one Valentine's, just so that we can tell his mother. She would die. And then try to kill him. Comedy gold, people.

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