This may look like a picture of me feeding a carrot stick to a emu or llama, whichever gets there first, but I assure you it was taken on Valentine's Day three years ago.
While I do not appreciate blatant commercialism, which is how Valentine's Day is essentially touted, I find nothing wrong with taken a day and making people pay a bit more attention to love and relationships. Why not, I say.
I've had good Valentine's days and not so good ones. The year shown in this photo was the first I celebrated with my boyfriend. The next year we went to La Conda Vineta, in hopes that perhaps Conan would be there as he likes to frequent that restaurant (he was not, but the dinner was lovely). And last year we went to an Indian food restaurant - low key and enjoyable. This year he'll be making us dinner. I'm looking forward to it.
The not so good ones seem to be in the past. In 2008, I spent the evening with my married friend whose husband was out of town, and we went to a party wherein I hit on a mormon (it didn't work out). That was all fine, I enjoyed myself. The year before that was my last with my ex, and we spent the evening in the emergency room because the appetizer spread at the restaurant we were at had walnuts in it, which he was lethally allergic to. Did I think to ask that that when they set it down with the bread? Of course, but he hated it when I made a fuss about his allergies because that's what his mom had done all his life.
To be honest, I can't remember past ones with him that well, which I guess is a good thing except it means I'm missing pieces of my life.
Anyway, I'm happy to have a day in which the world gives me a valid excuse to spend time with someone whose company I enjoy very much. And I don't remember being that upset by the whole thing in my single days. So I say it's all okay. Just don't buy me any flowers, we all know that's a ripoff.
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