Neither Hulk nor I has ever been big on the whole Valentine’s Day Hallmark Mandated Presents with Dog and Pony show. The first VDay we were together I was visiting him in CO and he had the stomach flu, so we spent the whole long weekend watching the North and South miniseries and I made him smoothies that he tried to keep down for a few hours. Some years he’s had to work or I’ve been out of town for work, so if we do any celebrating it’s not usually on The Day. And personally, I don’t feel much need to celebrate love and togetherness one day a year, since we do little things for each other every day. I’ve never been the kind of girl who feels the need to be given STUFF, whether it be a card or flowers or candy or a teddy bear that plays a really cheesy song if you punch it in the gut. If Hulk makes me something, or draws me something, or makes me a nice meal or tells me I don’t smell as funny as I usually do, that’s sufficient for me.
It is fun to get dressed up and go out once in a while, or make each other really elaborate meals complete with candles and mood music. Today I went out and bought some stuff that will help me get all purty for our date on Thursday, and I’ve had a lot of fun thinking for the past few days about what I’ll wear and how I’ll ablute to make myself gawgis. I don’t get the opportunity to do it very often, so when I do it’s a lot of fun (I love to play dress-up!). I still have no idea where we’re going, other than I assume it’s a restaurant, and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that it’s warmer than 14F, the current temperature according to my yahoo weather thingy. If not, we’ll have to bundle up like the kid brother in A Christmas Story and just won’t put our arms down ’til we get there.
(Heart maker courtesy QIR)