The V-Day Cop Out

 We have all heard the famous statement "I hate Valentine's Day!" When you ask why, you often run into 3 different perspectives. You find the cupid supporting “I love Valentine’s Day” promoters. You discover the "Happy 'Cupid Keeps Fucking Up' Day" haters as he or she pours a third glass of wine (That was me this year). Than there is the third category which will be the primary topic of discussion for this post. The "I don’t believe in Valentine’s Day, you should be showing that person how much you love them 365 days a year!" perspective. These individuals need to get slapped.

This year I decided to do a bit of my own investigating on the third final perspective given that I had the entire evening to myself.  I spent my Valentine's Day with a bottle of Moscato and a Blog while checking for a text message that never arrived. That was fun. I began interviewing individuals who I found on Facebook regarding their Valentine's Day festivities. As I presumed, I ran into the second and third V-day hater nation given that the third category was actually getting laid or at least attempting to. The closing arguments sounded a little something like this.“My man knows I only have eyes for him, we don’t need a Hallmark card to prove it” or “I treat my woman like a Queen each and everyday, she doesn’t need flowers or a gift to know it” Well bitch, we do.

I spend my mornings rolling over well before my alarm goes off just to see if I got that “Good Morning” text. I stopped getting those two weeks ago. My best friend spends her sessions in the waxing salon requesting to wax all else but her bikini line so she has a good reason not to sleep with a man. My other best friend has been waiting for her man, a good man, to say “I Love You” for almost two years. Seriously, two years.

Whatever your story may be, let’s be honest, there are days when you could really use some recognition so let Valentine’s Day be one of them. I mean common, make it a good excuse to spend the evening showing just how much you truly do care about that person in your life. You can spend the 364 other days frontin’ like you do.

Lesson: If you are guilty of the “Valentine’s Day” cop out because let’s be honest here, you can’t simply admit that you had nothing planned for the big day, at least try and live up to your noble self given title.