Yes, I say that with a grimace. Valentine's Day is fine as a holiday, the only problem is...I really am not very romantic by nature. It's hard to be a sarcastic romantic. I just haven't ever really gotten the hang of it. The whole flowers, candy, jewelry, pajamas, teddy bears, etc has me feeling...well, nothing. I like flowers, not something I get all excited about, candy doesn't do much for me (especially since my surgery when a couple pieces of candy put me on the floor studying the carpet fibers), pj's I have, jewelry makes me nervous, I prefer fake in case I misplace it. Finally, there is stuffed animals, which when you are over 15 years of age, simply become one more dust catcher (note to Scott here - if there is a 4 foot teddy bear waiting for me on Tuesday we have a problem).
The real problem is that Scott is very romantic by nature, and it is almost completely wasted on me! I feel bad for him, I just don't have it in me. He can imagine all kinds of romantic escapes, dinners, etc and I am the downer. This is one of our very few incompatibilities. The idea of a weekend away at a B&B sounds blah to me, I'm very comfortable in my own house, I don't need to go to somewhere else.
Anyway, I feel bad, but there it is. Poor Scott has struggled with this for years and I don't really see much of an end in sight. The guys at work were discussing Valentine's Day on Friday at lunch. I kept downing their ideas until one of the young ones got frustrated and asked me exactly what I would like for Valentine's Day...my reply "ammo is an appropriate gift for any holiday".
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