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true love is every day.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I object to Valentine's Day, but not for the reasons you think.
Those of you who enjoy it, by all means, go right ahead. Have a great time. I'm very Unitarian/libertarian (note the lowercase L, please)/laissez-faire that way. But I wish more of us took the time to wonder if today's chocolates taste better, if today's jewelry sparkles brighter, if today's flowers are more floral and today's declarations of love are more sincere because it happens to be the 14th.
When someone tells me he loves me, I'd like it to be because he can't not tell me -- not because the calendar told him he'd better.
Those of you who enjoy it, by all means, go right ahead. Have a great time. I'm very Unitarian/libertarian (note the lowercase L, please)/laissez-faire that way. But I wish more of us took the time to wonder if today's chocolates taste better, if today's jewelry sparkles brighter, if today's flowers are more floral and today's declarations of love are more sincere because it happens to be the 14th.
When someone tells me he loves me, I'd like it to be because he can't not tell me -- not because the calendar told him he'd better.

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And I agree. The only bonus of this night - after being in a relationship for 3.5 years - is that it is a good excuse to get all nicely dressed and spend money on a very nice dinner (rather than the usual take-out and a bottle of moderately priced wine) and not feel guilty that you are spending that much money...it's Valentine's Day...it comes once a year...
I'm Chad, therefore I rationalize.
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;-)
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If that's what you want, that is. If you don't, then hey, by all means, keep separate bank accounts. I'm just saying. It's not better because it's today. It's the opposite of better because it's today. :-)
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And we have joint AND personal...because good lord, there is only so much you need to share. If I want to spend some money on a cheesy romance novel, I don't need anyone asking me what I bought at Barnes and Noble. Shame is not something I wear well. Ok, it is, but it's kinda tight and makes me look s(h)allow.
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Right. No politics. Hooray, filet mignon. Yum. (Also, re: s[h]allow: I think I adore you.)
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And I thought you would enjoy that (h) :-)
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Next you'll be telling me that tiny little heart sprinkles don't belong at the Amish Market! Sheesh!
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I don't know about every cynic; but w/r/t me, it's hardly a new observation. Actually, as
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and
"Vacancy here, a bed at the Ritz Men Only. A little white ship to sail the dangerous night in..."
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(AND A HALF.)
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Oh, I still have the vacancy sign. It's at my parents house, but I still have that.
Block 10 on the Camino Real.
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For my own part, I think my approach to Valentine's Day is more pragmatic and self-interested. Afa I'm concerned, it's not a day for celebrating the people you love, it's a day for celebrating chocolate and flowers and pink and red things and the entire stable of traditionally romantic gestures. Those things are fun and probably worth celebrating, but I'm not altogether sure they have much at all to do with actual Love of the kind I am such a fan of. Doesn't mean the cupcakes aren't fun to bake, eh? :D
(AND OMG CREAM CHEESE ICING! How can you be cynical about a holiday that pretty much REQUIRES IT for the appropriate color scheme?! OK, that was a rhetorical question - I know exactly how easy it is. :D)
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Oh, you mean Chocolate Sale Eve!
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John and I very happily ignore the day entirely.