Don’t get me wrong, I’m as romantic as the next girl – well ok, no, I’m probably not. Actually I’m probably as romantic as the average guy – well, perhaps a little less so.
Let me start this again. My beef with Valentine’s day:
It doesn’t seem all that romantic to me to give your lover a gift because you’re obliged to because "it’s that day of the year". To me, that simply smacks of :
(Thank you xkcd.com - it's great)
I’m cheap and flowers cost double, restaurants have special Valentines day meals that cost a fortune for nothing more than you'd usually get and it’s the day when service is absolutely at its crappiest because of all these couples who feel obliged to go out for dinner while they'd both rather be elsewhere. Because of the overload, the waiters are overworked and surly.
I simply don’t see the point of it. Why, if I love my partner would I tell him out of obligation on February 14th? Isn’t it much more romantic to surprise him with a gift or flowers or dinner just because at any other time of the year? I much prefer when Mr. Jazz comes home with something he thought was perfect for me. And he does. And it's lovely. Mr. Jazz and I are not into the obligatory romance thing; we have our own "rituals" that have nothing to do with Valentine's day.
I might feel more well disposed towards the day if it were in summer – as it is I see nothing to celebrate during the cold nasty snowy days of deep winter.
But if you’re into it, more power to you, and remember:
Nothing says I love you
like saturated fat and slutty lingerie