Singles' Awareness Day, Valentine's Day, Lovers' Day, Greeting Card Subsistence Day, whatever you call it, today means something a little different to everyone. Most guys see it as a chance to impress their lady-friends (or guy friends, depending on your preference) and most ladies see it as a chance to milk a day for all the romantic hogwash they can't get the rest of the year. Most guys (or persons in the 'guy' role) also see it as a huge pain in the ass, and an economic sinkhole for money that could most certainly be more effectively spent another way. This, undoubtedly, is the cause of many of the fights that stem from today. It's a dangerous hole to sink yourself into, thinking about how you could better spend your time. That woman (or man) deserves that time as much as whatever you think you could be doing does, and probably more. Remember, they put up with you and your disgusting habits all year long. (I'm going to stop parenthetically expressing the homosexual partner possibility. Just realize that I am considering it in my future tirade)
Oh trust me, you have disgusting habits. You may not even realize it, but do you ever think about what happens when you go to bed gassy and wake up feeling less bloated? Whoops. Or what about when you're finished eating a dinner that she's cooked, and you sit back, let one rip, and then go sit and scratch your nuts while doing whatever activity it is that you choose to do whilst nut-scratching? Or how about when you forget to close the bathroom door after a round of flush-boxing following a particularly potent meal of Mexican or Chinese? We all do it, guys, I'm no exception. I used to think I was pretty sensitive, but every guy does this to some extent or another. It's easy to get comfortable in a relationship, and having Valentine's Day be a day where we have to work at making our woman happy because it's expected is not a bad thing. Sure, it might cost a little more than your usual date of a cheeseburger, but who cares? She's the most important thing in the world to you, and you need to show her that.
What really amazes me is that somehow, the male society has come up with a 'reparation holiday' for Valentine's Day that has been termed 'Steak and BJ Day.' It's sometime in March, I believe, and it's supposed to pay us back for all the work we had to do on Valentine's Day. But that sort of defeats the purpose of working hard to make your lady happy on Valentine's Day, doesn't it? I mean...working hard on Valentine's Day so she'll spoil you on Steak and BJ Day is just an elongated form of taking her on a date to a nice restaurant just so you can have sex that night. Just because there's a month between doesn't make it any less insensitive overall.
And believe me, gentlemen, not having a female counterpart to be responsible for pleasing does not make this holiday any less of a pain. I would probably kill someone for the chance to tell the woman I love just how god damn much I love her right now, and how sorry I am for being so insensitive when she most needed it, but I can't. She won't talk to me, even if I tried. So trust me - having to do it, and seeing that glowing love in her eyes when you make her happy, that should be more than enough 'compensation' for taking a little time to make your lady's year special. Do it. Do it every year. And do it as often as possible, not just on Valentine's Day. 'I love you' is a wonderful phrase that loses meaning fast without demonstrable proof, some effort to support it. Take it from a guy who knows, it's worth every minute of hanging on to her, because if she's gone, you'll never be the same again.
I'm sad that she's back on lurking mode. I suppose it's for the best, though - now I'm not tempted to send her a message. Kit, if you read this, I love you and I wish you the best day ever. Happy Valentine's Day, everyone.