Valentine's Day.

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So many people have such a varying notion about Valentine's Day, and of course all of the baggage and candy that goes with it on whichever level one has a mind to ponder. Many men (mostly if a few women too, depending on how close to a break-up) hate the day. I understand why some men hate it. There are obligations, which may not be felt as necessary, to the day and the notion behind it. As well, there is expense and work of some sort. Most women seem to really enjoy the day and what it entails. I have a belief that most women really enjoy this type of stuff, real or faked to a degree. What was it, something about 'I do not care if you lie, just lie well!', or some such one woman I dated (or was it three... or more) said? No, I am not a liar, at my core. However, telling a woman all the things she wants to hear is more important to her than believing what I have said always, or so I have come to think. Just say it, fool. You mean it, you just do not always realize it.

As for me, the day is fun if not too serious. I think with love and the relationship between men and women, these things are necessary. As well, I think the day gives me a chance to (all else being equal) play the romantic and have a good excuse to do so without having my sanity or manhood challenged. There is always the hope that some of that will stick around throughout the year(s). I do enjoy being romantic, if I know how as well as I know how to dance. If it arrives naturally, I seem to have some skill. But if I have to think about it too much, I think it always ends up being too gooey. Come to think of it though, women seem to love the mush more than the logical. Oh well.

I am honestly hoping a lot of love is going on today. If it is merely because of the weird holiday, so be it. I hope further, that what happens today continues on into the year. That the good things are remembered in order to overcome some of the boring and bad things. I keep thinking about some of the women I have met. I keep meaning to ask them out (not all together, mind you). There are two women with whom a nice dinner and some relaxation time would be enjoyed. To be honest, I think they are just waiting (not just on me, but on any decent guy, if maybe on me in particular). They know I think they are attractive, if to be honest neither would quite do as wife material. Just to be in a woman or two's company sounds good to me. The voice, the look, their way of thinking, things pleasant to be certain. If I could just get off my butt! Honestly, I am not afraid to ask. I worry that they might get a bit serious or take it the wrong way, but that is a very minor side issue. I need a lady friend or three, I do believe.

Anyway, have a great Valentine's Day. It depends, in large part, on you. You are not old cripples, so get off it and get going. Just a few words, a soft touch, a lie or two, a wink and a nod, and you may know why we celebrate even this kind of love. Or, put in a more manly way... shut up and get fresh. You might even remember why you got in so much trouble to begin with, or why you have been in trouble before. Yeah, trouble. Gee I miss being in trouble. Go get em'!