I WUV YOU
Damn, I really want this to be a poll, and was just about to upgrade my account PURELY TO GET THIS FUNCTIONALITY RIGHT NOW (I laugh in the face of delayed gratification) when I realized that I'd left my credit card at home. Which is normally a good thing, as it stops me spending gratuitous money that I don't have, but...
Anyhow. Here's the thing. It is St. Valentine's Day on Monday. Now, usually myself and the boy go out for dinner on this Speshul Day Of Wuv (*heave*), but it's never been a Huge Big Deal, and this year we'd pretty much decided to go out some other day when the restaurants were less crowded/overpriced. Many of my friends are of similar mind. However, at band rehearsal last night, we were discussing how much more work we had to do for Thursday's gig, and were checking when the rehearsal room was free. Sunday and Monday. Grand. Somebody remembers that Monday is Valentine's Day. Suddenly, blanched faces everywhere, cries of "Oh God, the mot will kill me", etc. It transpires that many of my bandmates have partners that they believe will be Very Very Upset if there is not a special effort made on St. Valentine's Day, and that going to an essential band practice will not be regarded as a good excuse. I, on the other hand, was all, "Oh yeah, grand, sure I think we're going out on Friday instead".
So, am I and my likeminded friends just cynical jaded old things who wouldn't know romance if it came up and bit them? Is it a big deal for any of you, or do you think it's just an excuse to sell cards? Should I be atoning for my St. Valentine's Day absence from the home by filling the house with pink candles and huge "I LOVE YOU, BRIAN" banners? Etc.
Anyhow. Here's the thing. It is St. Valentine's Day on Monday. Now, usually myself and the boy go out for dinner on this Speshul Day Of Wuv (*heave*), but it's never been a Huge Big Deal, and this year we'd pretty much decided to go out some other day when the restaurants were less crowded/overpriced. Many of my friends are of similar mind. However, at band rehearsal last night, we were discussing how much more work we had to do for Thursday's gig, and were checking when the rehearsal room was free. Sunday and Monday. Grand. Somebody remembers that Monday is Valentine's Day. Suddenly, blanched faces everywhere, cries of "Oh God, the mot will kill me", etc. It transpires that many of my bandmates have partners that they believe will be Very Very Upset if there is not a special effort made on St. Valentine's Day, and that going to an essential band practice will not be regarded as a good excuse. I, on the other hand, was all, "Oh yeah, grand, sure I think we're going out on Friday instead".
So, am I and my likeminded friends just cynical jaded old things who wouldn't know romance if it came up and bit them? Is it a big deal for any of you, or do you think it's just an excuse to sell cards? Should I be atoning for my St. Valentine's Day absence from the home by filling the house with pink candles and huge "I LOVE YOU, BRIAN" banners? Etc.
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V-Day is a load of bollocks, really. I hated the pressure when I was single, and can't see the point of it now I'm in a relationship.
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I will, however, be making and presenting a home-made Valentine's Day card. 'Cos I always do. I think I even managed one two years ago when Rowan was 1 day old. It involved some scribbling on the back of an envelope for a "Congratulations You've Passed a Watermelon" card, but it was a proper Valentine's Day card nonetheless. Now that's romance!
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I don't see any reason why you can't fill the house with pink candles and banners every day of the year. Don't wait for valentine's day!
That being said, we rarely do anything at all for Valentine's day. Sometimes I buy new underwear. This year, not so much, and Mark will be working anyway.
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And I'd agree with Yiskah about the "oh the missus won't let me out" thing. I worked with a guy who pulled that one like a million times and then we met his missus, and she was like "you must invite me out on one of your nights out. Steve always comes home so early. I'll come along and keep him going."
Huh. I don't think the boy does that though. I don't think it would occur to him to make an excuse - this is the man who goes "what?" when you kick him under the table at a family dinner to get him to shut up.
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(last yr i went to a gig at the sugar club, randomly getting let in free because i happened to be carrying my guitar and was hardly going to argue, then ended up going to fetch wine but ending up roaring shakespeare with a busker acqaintance on grafton st before getting exceptionally drunk with a mate of mine back at her gaff and listening to mew all night. was perfection :D)
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