Tuesday, February 16, 2010

A Typically Romantic Weekend

So what did you do on Valentine's Day? I spent a gray afternoon sitting on the couch editing a novel for a vanity publisher, while my significant other spent the day at a science fiction convention in Boston.

This was NOT the least romantic V-Day we've shared; that honor goes to the first Valentine's Day we lived together, a Friday night, when I sat home alone while he took another woman out on a date. (Granted, the woman in question had my blessing; she was a friend of mine serving as Maid of Honor at another woman's wedding, and needed my boyfriend for the obligatory male escort on her arm. To thank me, she gave me a nice Swarovski crystal figurine for my collection, and when people ask about my romantic history I tell them "Oh, yeah, our first Valentine's Day together I pimped out my boyfriend for crystal crap.")

Dear Reader, I hope this year so far has been working out better for you than it has for me. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do; these amateurishly written novels won't edit themselves! (If they did, my bank account would be more abysmal than it already is.)

12 Comments:

Anonymous Wayne said...

This year has sucked so far. Everyone has been sick and my bank account is probably more abysmal than yours.

At least my V-Day was a little better than yours.

That's something. I guess.

12:22 PM  
Blogger rhhardin said...

Sunday like every day, recorded for posterity.

Romance is just a displaced need for a dog.

5:49 PM  
Anonymous Wayne said...

Just a thought: did the SO make up for not being around on V-Day?

10:59 AM  
Blogger Jennifer said...

Heh. We don't actually "celebrate" Valentine's Day, because I think it's a bullshit manufactured holiday. I actually forgot it was Valentine's Day at all, until he came home that night and waxed snarkastic about what a nonromantic couple we were.

Bear in mind, I'm the type of woman who simply cannot understand why flowers are supposed to be a great gift: what, a bunch of soon-to-be-dead plants? What the hell am I supposed to do with these? I have no use for plant matter unless I can eat it or smoke it.

11:21 AM  
Anonymous Wayne said...

I tend to agree with you about how commercialized it is. My previous wife was all about it. My current wife (who you've met - a l o n g time ago) not so much. We did have a nice dinner though and that was because we were able to escape the kids.

I know - TMI...

11:30 AM  
Anonymous Jeff P said...

It should be noted that I made her show me the girls for Mardi Gras, so I'm not completely heartless...

3:06 PM  
Anonymous Cap'n NoStar said...

Jeff,
Did you have to fork over some beads or a coconut?

7:12 PM  
Blogger Jennifer said...

Every year when we go to the New England multi-state fair (in autumn), there's always a Mardi Gras parade, and we now have several dozen bead strings draped over the arms of the medusa lamp. So after I took my shower last night, I walked out to find him sitting on the couch holding up a handful of beads and saying "It's Mardi Gras. I've got beads."

8:56 PM  
Blogger WPrecanico said...

[sigh] One of the benefits of having a tall person with you when you go to that parade.

I'm to short; I rely on a friend or two who throw the beads.

7:47 AM  
Anonymous Jeff P said...

Used to be I could just reach up and let beads accumulate on my arm at the Big E parade, last year I actually had to jump a few times.

Men my age are not designed for intense bead-jumping. I was sore for days.

8:09 AM  
Anonymous Wayne said...

I think you're a year younger than I am... Sad, isn't it?

I was certainly surprised when I used the Wii we got for Christmas for an afternoon of bowling and tennis.

I was sore for a couple of days.

8:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Maybe not flowers, but what about Munson Dark Chocolates.

"W"

1:46 PM  

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