So here we go with Valentine's Day. I've never been a huge follower of the holiday as I've spent most of them on my own or in a relationship where we both agreed it was kind of a silly holiday.
Some people go on long tangents about how much they hate Valentine's Day, but I never really hated it. What I hate is the children all over the school trailing piles of balloons and giant teddy bears and factory assembled packages that have absolutely no personal thought attached to them. But I never liked the idea of giving a Christmas style gift either.
I think of Valentine's Day this way. When you've been in a relationship a long time you start to forget to go on dates. You stay at home and watch movies on the couch and fart in front of each other and pee with the door open. Valentine's Day reminds you to go on a date, like you did at the beginning. In case you haven't done that in a while.
So I like to just have a nice date. In this case we're not going out, we're cooking fondue together and watching Tae Guk Gi on the couch, you know, because it's so romantic. But there will be no farting.
Okay maybe there will be farting, but I at least plan to wear makeup.
And I wouldn't say no to flowers, because it's been years since a man bought me flowers.
