I used to take Valentine’s Day very seriously. In the single sense, I was so sad I could wear a panda suit and you still wouldn’t touch me. In the with someone sense, I did the usual wine & dine romance stuff, kicked a poem or three until I met my wife because of our major celebration calendar below.
February 5 – her birthday
March 5 – our getting together anniversary
October 11 – our wedding anniversary
At first, it was economic reasons why I stopped (X-mas + her birthday five weeks later + Valentine’s Day = Ramen) but then I realized Valentine’s Day doesn’t hold personal meaning with the missus; we didn’t get together that day. My wife initially hated that I stopped getting into Valentine’s Day but she’s begrudgingly accepted why I’m not into it. If I treated our anniversaries the way I treat Valentine’s Day, the missus would remove some of my organs while I’m awake and I would deserve it.
However for you lovers out there, I end this with a poem I wrote last year when I wrote a poem every day the week of Valentine’s Day except on Valentine’s Day; I hope I can get it into a Hallmark card.
Candy & Puppies
We have our anniversary in two days. No need for the frilly candy hearts. Waste of money, worry, and time.
Amen to that, sir.
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