A topic near and dear to our hearts, Valentines Day is fast approaching, let the commercialization bitching begin. It's also a 3 day weekend this year. I'm sure that helps keep the cost down. Yup. Today is National Frozen Yogurt Day. And this: Which looks completely comfortable right? I know, it ends up on the floor anyway.
This next week marks Jägerette and I's (mines? fuck I suck at english now) 9th year together. We will celebrate valentintes day by doing fuck all. But this weekend we are going out and getting hammered.
I stopped bitching about Valentine's Day awhile ago. Its stupid and superficial, but it stopped bothering me a year out of school when I had a gf over Valentine's Day for the first time in my adult life...and it was just another night. Its fun to mock girls who get WAY too obsessed about it, and it being on a Saturday this year, means that the bar opportunities for salty females may be heightened, but other than that...shrug. My friend is going to a "nuts and bolts" party on that night. Basically, the men arrive and get bolts, women get lugnuts, and you "screw" everyone until you find the right match. Not sure how thats working, if there are different kinds of bolts and widths and whatnot, but its clever enough and drives conversation/interaction, which has severly lacked from multiple parties I've been to recently, so rock on.
My girlfriend is leaving me this Valentine's Day weekend to hangout with her best friend who's boyfriend is traveling for work or something. Given that our anniversary is the beginning of March, I could not be more (financially) relieved. I also have President's Day off, so if all goes well, I can go home on the 13th and not leave my apartment until I have to go to work on the 17th. Also, since she's going down to Texas, she'll bring me two bottles of my favorite whiskey. Just wins all around.
What kinda whiskey are we talking about here? I see in my local booze store that the bottle of very tasty New Richmond Rye my roommate got me will cost over $50 there. Damn, I should be smarter than to think something so tasty would be priced like Buffalo Trace. We've started passing a jug of Apple Pie around... yes it is Friday in the sales department. I won't complain about doing something nice for Valentine's day this year. Ultimately I get to eat my own fancy dinner (who am I to complain about steak and lobster?) and I know I'm getting laid for sure. GOD that sounds awful. Or not.
Headed to a stag crab feed tonight. With any luck, I might win a shotgun which my newly 18 year old son no doubt would take from me. Taking the wife to a valentine's day dinner fundraiser for a local Lions club. All you can eat and drink, so again with a little luck I might get lucky on Valentines day. Never a sure thing anymore.
My birthday is Valentines Day, so it essentially means nothing to me. FutureWife takes me out to a nice dinner and does my birthday instead. I still get her a card and some flowers despite in her insistence that I don't, but I know she loves it.
Valentine's Day used to bother me. Because who needs to be told to buy shit for someone else, amirite? Commercialized nonsense trying to lighten your wallet while pressuring you into some fake ideal of relationship perfection? Stupid capitalism. But then I thought about it and we have Thanksgiving to celebrate our gratitude, and Christmas to celebrate either Jesus or our families - whichever, and Memorial Day to remember our fallen, and Independence Day, and Mother's/Father's Day...and so on. So thinking of all of that - I don't see anything wrong with celebrating our lovers, collectively. You don't have to drop 2 bills on dinner and a gift to celebrate that relationship. Just do something special together. But I'm also pregnant and cry when my dog looks at me wonky.
Actually he's been great. I had to get a pelvic support belt (oh they're sexy. Google them.) earlier this week because my hips have been hurting. I've lost a couple of pounds since I got pregnant, and have really only the baby stuff going on. I was wearing the belt and he says "Oh. Ohhhh. Now you look pregnant." That's the only time I've wanted to cry.
I'd much rather spend a bit more money to cook a special dinner together than go out. You spend a bunch less and can eat just as well, can get drunk without worrying about a cab or sober ride, and the distance from the kitchen/dining room to the bedroom is way shorter than the restaurant to home too.
Unlike every other man in the US, I have no qualms about Valentines day. It's one of the benefits of not giving a shit and expecting anything. I know I ain't getting laid, so the amount of effort I put in is exactly commensurate with that outcome. Sigh, sometimes failure can feel pretty fucking sweet.
Just wait, it will happen. There was a few times I made my wife cry with comments along the line of 'I love you'. She would start to cry and say while crying "I don't know why I am crying this is so stupid."
I get the giggles. And it's always while he's trying to initiate sex. And I can't help it. I full on snort laugh and I don't know why.
Quit fucking up the drinking thread with this serious valentine's shit... suggest a new thread for it or something.
Ok i know I am supposed to love her more every day, but we are going on a trip to france and Italy for her 30th birthday in a couple of months, and I am trying to teach her some French. God, it is like listening to a Downs Syndrome kid with a mouth full of marbles trying to order off a Red Lobster menu.
On Valentine's Day I am doing this: Slide The City, baby. The slide is going to be 1000ft. All I need is an inflatable raft and a beer can helmet. Thank god pee is sterile. Right? It's sterile... right? 'Cause there's going to be pee. Lots of pee.You know what, I'm getting goggles just in case.
So long as there's no feces floating around in there you'll be fine, but with lil kids you never know....
I didn't have a lunch break today and I had about 15 crazy peices of work....so I'm finally home and having a liquid lunch/snack. Haven't eaten in 10 hours and I'm drinking vodka. What could go wrong? V day....meh. My husband and I got engaged this time last year....right before valentines day...so we're kind of celebrating that this weekend, I guess. We're going out to eat at one of our favorite places for date night. It's more of an excuse to treat ourselves during a crazy work month for both of us. Think about all the Super AIDS and hep floating in that water, Black Jesus. Make sure you keep your mouth closed on the way down. You're welcome.