Come Along!
Does anyone else hate Valentine’s Day as much as I do? I’ve heard it referred to lately as “Single’s Awareness Day” in a derisive tone, but honestly I believe that Valentine’s Day is the second-best time of year to be single (the first being Christmas). I mean really. You don’t have to dream up some elaborate, thoughtful and romantic gift, you don’t have to wear special underwear that hikes up your butt all evening, you don’t have to cook, you don’t have to buy special candles and then return to the store because you forgot to buy a lighter with which to light the stupid things. You can drink Pepsi instead of champagne (because let’s face it, it tastes better and is less likely to make you have a hangover the next day).
You can have cereal for dinner and watch t.v. in your ugliest undies and/or jammies. You can go to bed early and have a great February 15. You can tickle your kids and make Valentine cookies with them and not worry about the mess in the kitchen (or worry about getting flour on your fancy black shirt covering your lacey black bra). You can have your girlfriends over for a night of chick flicks and bask in their unquestionable friendship.
My point: You don’t have to do a danged thing if you’re single and hate Valentine’s Day with me! Go YOU!!
Cheers! 
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February 8th, 2007 at 8:15 pm
No. Even when I was single I didn’t hate valentines. It was more like a day of hope…of course I was pretty young and wet behind the ears then.
February 9th, 2007 at 9:16 am
I would say that I’m more ambivalent about the whole thing. I like some aspects, but could care less about others. I think of it as more of a Hallmark Holiday…
February 9th, 2007 at 4:14 pm
Jill, you really got me with that “special underwear that hikes up your butt all evening.”
That’s classic.
Even though I do have a Boyfriend right now, I’m going spend the evening with my two best single mom friends and our girls. I agree: too much pressure. I’d rather eat chocolate and popcorn with all the girls….