This Valentine's Day, Just Remember This...

So tomorrow is Valentine's Day! Yay. -___- Personally, I'm not a girl that typically goes nuts over Valentine's Day anyway, but I did think it was worth talking about. How many people you know start a VDay countdown when they're in a relationship and then literally fall off the face of the earth and completely skip the day on the calendar when they're not? Singles, VDay is not to be feared or avoided. It's a day about love so love yourself. Treat yourself to a nice dinner, a day at the spa, or some new lingerie (just in case), or finally let that guy that frequently offers to take you out to do just that and make his day. At the very least, pick up your favorite bottle of wine, a good book, and top it off with a warm bath. This does not have to be a day of mourning. You can not let your lack of a boo turn you into a Bitter-Betty. Buck up and practice making your own day. Put a smile on your own face, and do something for you. Love the one you're with, and if you are by yourself than start loving you the way your next boo should.

While I can't remember a time post-elementary school (come to think of it, not even then) when I was boo-less, I've never really required that one should bust open the piggy bank or wipe out their bank account to essentially buy my love and gratitude for the day. At the same token, I was never swept off my feet, wooed into a coma, or smothered with grade A, tear-jerker, movie-style love story romance either so I guess you can't really miss what you never had. Even still, I can appreciate a holiday that celebrates one of the things that unites us as human beings, the desire and need to love and be loved. Like Christmas, on Valentine's Day, people just seem to be nicer, that chip on your colleague's shoulder looks a little smaller, the snippy girl at the bank drive thru actually seems happy to help you, and while you may not get the day off, you look forward to going home to see what surprises await you thoughtfully chosen by your love. How can I not be totally on board?

Well, it sounds nice, as long we can keep things in perspective. If you are making reservations at a 5 star, 100.00 a plate and up restaurant, plus a hotel room, flowers, candy, lingerie, I mean, the works, but you still live with your mother or have more than one roommate; stop, put the card down, and back away slowly. That is called overkill. Doing something thoughtful for the person you love and loves you, and brings joy to your life is a beautiful thing, but to go completely broke to show them just how much you love them shouldn't be necessary. If you celebrate your love throughout the year, your relationship should not need or require a ridiculous display. If you are trying to make a statement, do a few of those moves on a day other than Valentine's Day or his/her birthday. Now, that's impressive!

Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the spectrum, some subscribe to the 'Valentine's Day should be everyday' logic, and that's cute. At the same time, is that not an enormous cop-out? I mean, everyday should also be a day of thanksgiving, but you don't walk around ungrateful and just eat turkey once a year, do you? Next they'll cancel Christmas- then we're really going to have a problem. So where do I stand? Well, in the middle, I suppose.  I think being obnoxiously over the top may get your point across, but sets the bar for the future pretty high, and once the expectation is there you can't take it back. If you start out standing at the top of the bar where do you go from there? What could you possibly do next year, a new car? Nevertheless, you should love the one you're with your way. If you are an over-the-top person, go big. If you are and homemade-sentiments kind of person, keep it sweet and simple. No matter what you do; they already love you so celebrating is the easy part. We can only hope everyone is grasping hold of the meaning and not just the gifts. Have Fun and Happy Valentine's Day!

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