Extoll your hate of Valentine's Day (was: Extoll the virtues of your love!!)

[Desdichado]

Feh upon it! I much prefer St. Valentine's Day to Generic Winter Festival #4.

Like Festivus (for the Rest of Us!)

A Silent Wail, you still r0xx0rz.

 

[The Shaman]

What you are doing is taking a personality flaw (being cheap, lazy or uncaring) and trying to give the impression that it is some manner of character strength (being a "Free Thinker", "Sticking it to the man" or any of a dozen other tough-guy stances that no one will beleive).

SCORE! A DIRECT HIT!

This is true of more than Valentine's Day - so often when I hear someone talk about how they are "above all that," that they don't "conform to society's expectations," that they're "just being brutally honest," what they are telling me is that they are inconsiderate louts who've elevated rudeness to some sort of Zen-like state of being. Feh on them, I say.

Now I'm going to look at the lovely framed picture of my wife and daughter I received with my cards this morning, as my wife listens to her 50 First Dates CD and smells the roses my little girl and I gave her.

 

[Terath Ninir]

Teflon Billy, have you been huffing paint again? Most of the people who hate Valentine's Day hate it because THEY ARE SINGLE, not because they don't want to do something for their loved one. They don't HAVE a loved one, and their friends who do tend to shove this "holiday" in their face to make them feel even worse about it.

Good grief, man. Your reading comprehension is so bad you should be posting in the Rules forum instead of here.

 

[Teflon Billy]

Good grief, man. Your reading comprehension is so bad you should be posting in the Rules forum instead of here.

Heh

I was mostly talking about the attached, but if you take the quote that The Shaman pulled out of my post above, that applies across the board

My paint huffing has nothing to do with any of this

 

[Teflon Billy]

Now I'm going to look at the lovely framed picture of my wife and daughter I received with my cards this morning, as my wife listens to her 50 First Dates CD and smells the roses my little girl and I gave her.

I got my Wife a new dress for tonight (Black w/black beading) she wore it to work so we could leave for the restaurant straight from there.

I'm not sure how her Male co-workers are going to concentrate

 

[Terath Ninir]

I've met few attached people who did more than minorly grumble out V-Day, and that is usually only if their SO doesn't get them a gift in return. All the hatahs I know are single or newly attached...

As for your quote, Billy, I got a strong deja vu reading that. I was reading a book on common writing errors last night, and one of them sounded very much like it in spirit. It was talking about writers who think they are smarter than their readers, which is another variant of the very same character flaw you're talking about. Who knew a Valentine's Day thread would carry the same message as a book on good writing... :insert bugeyes smiley here:

 

[Desdichado]

All the hatahs I know are single or newly attached...

I used to be a hatah. I felt an enormous amount of pressure to pull off some big production for my wife, and she didn't seem to really ever like what I was doing.

Turns out, I was doing exactly what Teflon Billy was talking about. I was a hatah because I was projecting my own annoyance at feeling like I "had" to do something nice for my wife. Lately, I've calmed down and realized that my wife actually does not want a big production at all; she just wants to know that I was thinking about her. And by thinking about her, she doesn't mean "pick up some flowers on the way home from work," because that isn't thinking of her until the last minute.

So I've stumbled on the secret of successful Valentine's Days in the Dyal household, and while I was at it, gained a new appreciation for the holiday. Today, for instance, I got up a few minutes early and made breakfast, which I brought up to my wife in bed. Tonight, we're going out to eat, putting the kids to bed, and then I'm gonna break out the new chick flix DVDs I bought for her and let her choose one to watch, and we'll lay in bed and watch it.

Simple. Easy. Thoughtful. Works like a charm.

For me, I'm much easier to please. With four kids in the house, all it takes to make my day is to get lucky two or three times a week, and Valentine's Day is a good excuse for that.

Of course, I'll also take cash or gift cards. And my wife made brownies topped with chocoloate chip cookie dough and brought them up to me at work. I sometimes think she's just trying to make sure that I'm fatter than she is, though.

Err... not that she's at all fat. Not that I'm all that fat either, although I could stand to lose about 20 lbs. or so.

 

[Terath Ninir]

I sometimes think she's just trying to make sure that I'm fatter than she is, though.

Err... not that she's at all fat. Not that I'm all that fat either, although I could stand to lose about 20 lbs. or so.

This portion of your message has automatically been emailed to your wife by the ENWorld server. Thank you and have a nice day. And a nice time digging yourself out of this hole!

 

[Gnarlo]

This portion of your message has automatically been emailed to your wife by the ENWorld server. Thank you and have a nice day. And a nice time digging yourself out of this hole!

Must still be broken from the server move; it used to email you a link to a paypal account to make a "new server" donation with the threat to forward it on to your s.o.

Wish things would get working properly around here!

 

[Evilhalfling]

It sucks that I will be in class until 830 tonight then drive 35 min home -
I haven't thought of anything speical to do today, but last night was fun, my wife found her diary from when we first started dating- 1993 Xmas and the last entry was the night I first told her I loved her, (that summer) and her reasoning for her choice the night after. *suspicious thought* Nope no tear marks, that was just where she stopped writting.

I like valentines day normally, its a lot of work, but worth it for her smiles.