|Sad. But also true.|
If that's what you're thinking, don't worry. It won't be a bitchfest about my relationship status, or how V-day is a fake holiday. Really.
Truth is, I like Valentine's Day in my own way. I may have magically been single on this specific date for the last 2 or 3 of them, but I still dig the idea behind it. I love love, and am a fan of celebrating that no matter what company invented the holiday. What's better than being crazy about someone who is crazy about you? Nothin'. Except maybe Big Macs, but that's a very different, delicious kind of love.
If you're with the one you love most, you are lucky. I tend to think today is just about acknowledging that (but doing it all year is a smart idea, too). I'm really not one to require cards, chocolates, flowers, or fancy dinners. Knowing someone cares for you trumps all of that stuff. It's pretty simple.
So don't bitch about the "gimmicks", the pressure, or the cost. None of that is even truly needed; it's irrelevant. Just show some appreciation for someone. Because everyone, including us sadly single jerks, has someone, somewhere who cares.
Even if they're four-legged and small.
|An unwilling Volunteer Valentine.|
...ok maybe, not all of you. But some of you. At least one. I'm pretty sure my parents read this, so... yeah. That's a minimum of two.
Anyway, happy V-day. I like you as a friend.