I have to say, I don't hate Valentine's Day as much as I guess I should, as a Singleton that is. I've had some good ones. I've had some OK ones. I've had some non-existent ones (those were the best). Quite frankly, I just think it's a good excuse to wear a red dress. Oh, and to send out cards that are far more socially acceptable than if I sent out Christmas Cards (since I never get around to writing them) 2 months late.
That being said, WITH my red dress, I wore some exceptionally high heels today. There was a close call on potentially becoming a fully fledged Bridget Jones: I thought there was a good chance high heels + red dress would equal falling into the toilet. Seriously, the higher the heels, the more you feel like you're in an elementary school's girls' room. Yikes. That would have made the record books of bad Valentine's Days. However, should I have come out of the restroom and found a Brit snickering at me, I'm sure he would have been the Mark Darcy of my dreams. Ah, missed opportunities. Lesson: in a movie, your worst moments coincide with your best.
So, Happy Single Awareness Day to all! And poor men. Spending so much money on food, alcohol and flowers for women who either could care less about them or who care far too much about them.
PS - If, say, I were to watch a movie about teen love and vampires that is being called "the best love story of our time" on the treadmill running tonight, would that end well or not? Would I a) run my heart out and laugh at the melodrama or b) collapse into tears and decide that running to Vons to buy chocolates was exercise enough?
Kelley, I'm commenting as a test & to say - it's okay to watch that movie. It'll only make you appreciate your life as an adult more.
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poor men, but then again, not really: they don't get their periods EVER, they don't know the caloric content of anything, and they're still in charge of everything on planet earth except maybe OWN. sure, they outlay more costs in meals and flowers, but as a gender (again, with the exception of Oprah) we're still making 30% less than they are in salary, so really, it's only fair.
ReplyDeleteand now that you mention it, all exercise should probably end with chocolates at Vons.