Really? Not to hijack too much, but can we get some more detail on this? Why would they yoink his big day?
If she’s “angry and/or sad” at the end of the night because you didn’t propose on a set day, she’s not so “wonderful” and you’re a future ex-husband. Dump the bitch. It’ll save you a lot of money in alimony, because if she’s that petty now, she’s going to take you for all you’re worth when she kicks your ass out. She’ll also probably never let you see your kids and use them against you at every opportunity. (Another warning sign: bitches who go ballistic/pout if you forget an anniversary or other important date. My husband, otherwise a smart smart man, wouldn’t remember my birthday if it were tattooed on his forehead, but damn, I know he loves me by a thousand different other ways that don’t require a memory for dates. Oh, and, neither of us remember the anniversary of our meeting for the first time).
If, however, she’s a real and honest person, her love for you is real and honest, and she knows that you’re a real and honest person and your love for her is real and honest (assuming it is), then she’ll realize that today is just like every other day and you have no obligation to propose just because of a marketing gimmick. With love and work and mutual understanding and compromise, you have a long, happy marriage ahead of you.
Good luck either way.
Ignore mine, then - and Happy Valentines Day!
My wife and I have never been able to schedule V-Day well. Right now she is on a plane, lands late tonight exhausted. We will try a date night sometime next month probably.
Do i understand correctly?
You and your girlfriend both know you’re going to get married. She knows you’re going to propose to her, and that she’s going to say “yes”? In fact, it was “supposed” to happen a couple of weeks ago, and because it didn’t she’s expecting it to happen today?
Man, that situation sounds just about as contrived and unnecessary as Valentine’s Day.
The church wraps it around with a lot of theological legalese, but it boils down to his historicity being doubtful, as with St. Christopher, who also got dropped from the calendar.
Yeah, I think that’s pretty much it…they don’t know enough about him, historical record is vague, there’s not a lot of evidence that he actually existed, etc. etc. They gave him an offical day at one point, and then later they kind of quietly removed it from the calendar.
If a man proposed to me on Valentine’s Day, I would think that’s pretty cheesy and boring. Romantic, maybe…but there’s something to be said for the surprise of a proposal that overrides any sense of sweetness for doing it on VD.
What an apt name for today. “calendar’s got a case of VD again”
To the facebook friends who feel the need to put ‘is spending the day with their valentine’ as a status. Shut the fuck up and don’t rub it in.
Heh. You know, I’d completely forgotten. Now that I’ve been reminded, my concern can be measured in micro give-a-shits. Just another manufactured holiday to me.
But it could be worse.
I always have to send my mom a V-day thing (card, bouquet etc). I assuage my revulsion somewhat by co-addressing it to the cat.
Meh, VD (heh) is something to be ignored, not hated. The only reason I note it at all this year is that Mr. Cake has to go fly a couple times tonight to take some people out on romatic helicopter tours of the city, thus depriving me of his company (selfish bastards). First Saturday I’ve had off in ages, too.
Mostly I save my vitriol for Bosses Day. Oh yeah, cause the boss needs to feel more appreciated. My boss makes twice what I do and works about a quarter of the hours. Yeah, I’ve got a big, foetid, steaming pile of appreciation for ya right here, bitch.
To me, VD is really more of a kid’s holiday, like Halloween. Pretty much 100% of the attention paid to the holiday here involved getting the cards ready for classmates, baking cupcakes to take to the party, etc. My husband and I have never really done much for it as a “couple” thing…neither of us cares much for forced romance.
Hey Halloween isn’t just for kids. It’s the only time of year I can wear my pirate gear outside my home and not terrify the neighbors.
Well, you could use your gear to protest the Westboro Baptist Church when they are protesting something or the other in your neighborhood. You and your maties can show up and draw the attention of the TV crews away from the sight of a passel of inbred morons by providing a much more interesting sight. On the one side of the street, morons. But look over there! Pirates! No contest.
Dude, if you don’t make it happen on Valentine’s Day, then don’t expect March 14th to be anything special!
This St Valentine’s Day, I am not bitter. I’ve barely thought about it at all.
I went to see my counselor, where we did not talk about VD (in any of its senses); took the train downtown; wandered around looking at all the new buildings under construction south of Union Station; thought about going to the car show but decided not to; went to the Eaton Centre and bought some software; then took the subway home and upgraded my computer. Now I’m preparing to do art and rebuild my website. It’s been a good day, actually–a good day, freed from the shackles of Romance and Commercial Guilt.
Oh, and I wished my friends Happy Anniversary. They got married on St Valentine’s Day.
Roland Martin over at CNN has a commentary that pretty much reflects the OP:
http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/02/11/martin.valentine/index.html