a diatribe on Valentine’s Day

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Valentine’s Day raises its ugly head again this weekend. Ugly, because it really has become such a shallow, meaningless day. I think it probably makes more people unhappy than any other day. It is such a hollow day of “haves and have nots”.

As a teenager, my girlfriends and I would send each other cards, and of course cards to one or two boys we worshipped from afar. Sometimes, we would paint lipstick on our lips and kiss the envelopes thinking we were so outrageous. I imagine that by the time they arrived through the post the lipstick would have been a messy blob of colour, if that!

Mr FD and I have never really been into Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t the huge thing it is now, when we were first married, last century. Now, well, as Mr FD once explained, he doesn’t like to always do the “expected” and would rather give his tokens at a time of his choosing. Me too.

Next month we will celebrate anniversary number 38, so something must be keeping us together besides chocolate and flowers!

So, if you have no one to celebrate Valentine’s Day with this year, don’t be depressed. Quality is more important than quantity, and any rat can buy a bunch of flowers – and often does!


13 thoughts on “a diatribe on Valentine’s Day

  1. I feel much the same. I was surprised when my husband asked what I wanted to do this year … as if we ever do anything special for this particular day?! OTOH, if it makes the grandmas inclined to give us a date day, sure, why not say it’s for VD? 🙂


  2. I hear you sister! I have been married for 23 years and during that time I have gone through every emotion possible on Valentine’s Day over the years. There were those years where I was so upset he’d not returned my card and then there were the years where I was glad. What I have come to realise is that we don’t actually need Valentine’s Day to be happy with each other, or to tell each other how we feel about each other, or even what we mean to each other. Surviving some extremely tough times together has taught us that real love and friendship is actually in those moments, not the glammed up, faked, sickly sweet falseness that is commercial Valentine’s Day.


  3. Too true, about any rat able to buy flowers. Years ago I had a coworker who dallied with every woman under 30 who would pay him mind, even though he himself was pushing 50. We felt bad for his wife and children; every Valentine’s Day and anniversary however, he would buy his wife a huge bouquet of roses and some expensive piece of bling. We cynically thought the flowers and jewelry were probably charged to the wife’s credit card, since she made far more money than him. I hope she eventually woke up and kicked him to the curb; she could have done so much better.


  4. During the 90s and 00s I have lipstick kissed many a piece of paper, but it never quite looked like it does in the movie, so it always ended up in the bin.
    On Saturday, my bf told me to get dressed at 6pm and that he was taking me out for dinner. When seated in the restaurant he said: “This is because I’m not here net week.” Me: “Why’s next week so special?” Him: “It’s Valentine’s Day.” Me: “Aww you’re a bit cute.” It was lovely 🙂

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