Many Lessons Learned on Love Day

Let’s talk about Valentine’s Day since that’s actually what today is. Oh, I can tell you some stories about this day. It has never worked out for me. Though I am a sucker for the Valentine’s Day heart motif and anything hot pink or purple, and especially the chocolate, there was a time I dreaded February 14th. I loathed the day itself because I would be surrounded by cheerful, loving couples celebrating their undying love for each other when I was hopelessly single. There is nothing worse than being around mushy couples when you are in the midst of a drought. Actually there’s nothing worse than being around a mushy couple any day of the year. You know the kind. The kind that argues over who loves who more. I had a friend who would do that with her husband and it would test my gag reflexes. Anyways, on to lessons learned.

When I was growing up we traded Valentine’s Day cards with little heart shaped suckers attached to the inside. I’m not sure how much of that is allowed nowadays. You can’t even blow out birthday candles in school anymore much less trade sexually harassing cards such as Will you Be My Valentine anymore. We are limited daily in our freedoms. So sad but I digress. We’re here to talk about Love Day dammit.

When I was in high school and old enough to date, I never had one. I always felt left out on V-Day. Looking back, I shouldn’t have. None of my friends had dates on that day or any other day of the year for that matter. When I reached college, I had blossomed and I did have my share of dates but I never managed to have anyone on that particular day. What a slap in the face. One year I was talked into going to see some male strippers with some other dateless girls at a local club. I felt like such a loser. This was never my thing. The club was but the strippers weren’t. I have been to several of those since then due to my friends asking me to go. I didn’t understand the appeal then and I still don’t. I will save this for a future blog.

Another thing I don’t understand and I really hate is when there is a couple making out in front of everyone. Either stay at home or get a room. A few years back I was waiting in line at Burger King for my daily chicken sandwhich. It was a pregnancy craving. Don’t judge me. After they had ordered, the couple in front of me were kissing all over each other so fast and furious that they couldn’t overhear the cashier talking to them. This, to me, ranks up there with both trashy and irritating. Their mothers ruined them, that’s for sure. At least control yourself long enough to step out and get a bite to eat or just order a pizza. Since I was the one behind them desperately needing my daily fill of junk food, I was pissed. Totally classless. Not that I have always been the epitome of elegance and grace.

That brings to mind the year I stole someone’s husband on Valentine’s Day. I’ll leave out all the dirty parts but I will say I should have known better. I was young, dumb and full of c*m. That led to nothing but trouble but at 24 I was not about to listen to anybody. He turned out to be a real winner too. Lowering your standards is never a good thing. His mom really did ruin him. I probably did his wife a big favor but the idiot wanted him back. Why, I do not know. She probably thought she couldn’t do any better. Girls, never be that lady.  There is always something better so never settle for less. Boy, I have a lot of future advice for my daughter. These were lessons learned the hard way. He was a total piece of sh*t. He intended to live off of me like he had planned on with his wife since her dad was a doctor. There is no bigger turnoff than a man that won’t provide and is a sponge. Needless to say, I sent him packin’ and straight back to her and they divorced a short time later. Later he got involved with a lawyer’s daughter until she dumped him. What goes around always comes around.

Due to this unholy union, I ended up a single mother for years without hope of a Valentine of any sort. I think I have more than payed for my past indiscretions. In 2001 I met my present partner. He’s German so V-Day wasn’t a big deal for him. It was a big deal for me. After the first few years he didn’t forget. I was surprised that he actually took off work today and brought me chocolates and champagne. He’s seriously upped his game which really surprised me. Germany has actually upped it’s game too. They are trying to make it a big holiday over her too. That and Halloween. Fortunately with Halloween and Fasching, that makes it 2x a year to dress up. There is a God and He loves me.

I’ll be back around later. Until then, Happy Love Day <3