Valentines Day. Please. Has a holiday ever
been a bigger pain in the butt? Now don't get your knickers in a
twist. I swear, you get less negative reaction for saying "I hate
Christmas." or "I hate puppies." People can at least see
your reasoning there--Too commercial, too religious, too likely to
piddle on the rug. But if you don't like Valentine's Day?
Oh, well, clearly your heart was broken, nobody gives you candy, you're
some kind of unredeemed grump (okay, that part's kinda true).
In college, my friends and I started Students Against Stupid
Holidays. The only thing we did was dress in black on Valentines
day and wear a button with a heart in a red cross-out circle with the
initials S.A.S.H. on it. It made people LIVID. Now, our
school was heavily "greek"--a majority of students were in a sorority
or fraternity. We weren't. The sororities took Valentines
Day as a Sacred Holiday. There was much pink and red and white,
many flowers, much, much construction paper. Like roaming packs
of preschool teachers on hormone overload. Of course, this was
many (many) years ago and now I remember them all as looking and acting like
the 09er cheerleaders on Veronica Mars, but I'm pretty certain I'm not
far off. They'd come up to where we were sitting in the dining
hall and tell us we were poor sports. Tell us we were just
bitter. (Of COURSE we were bitter, Reagan was president [see, I told
you it was a long time ago].)
Later, in grad school, a couple of us half-assedly wore our G.A.S.H.
badges. Grad school beats the cheerleader right out of you, so
most people were with us, if they could even focus to see what we were
up to. And then, blessedly, I passed into the more-or-less grown
up world, only associating with other people who really didn't care.
Then I had kids. And I am SO gonna make my M.A.S.H. badge as soon
as I clear away all the crap from slapping valentines together.
The Tyranny of the Heart isn't as bad at my kids' school, thank
heavens. IF you bring cards, you must bring them for all, and you
aren't required to bring them at all. No party. No
cupcakes. About 1/3 of the valentines are homemade. It's so
hard to find them in stores w/o licensed characters on them. What
happened to the puns? Where is "I choo-choo-choooose you!"
and "Bee Mine"? I have a collection of vintage valentines
(AhHA! you cry, SEE, she harbors a secret love of the
holiday!! But no, I have a collection of vintage cards of all
sorts. Even communion cards, which does not make me a closet Catholic)
and they're corny enough to make you squirm, which redeems them
somewhat. My kids aren't really into the cards. They
printed some out on the computer. Ben used Star WArs valentines
from a SomethingAwful.com photoshopping contest. I, um, had to
disallow a few of them. But they're really funny. Julianna
got some wizardy Hair-E PotR things. Mostly, they just want to be
sure I remember that I HAVE to buy them candy today. They just
want me to stop at the corner store and let them pick something out.
The Valentines Day shake-down.
So perhaps you will spend your stupid holiday dressed in red, reeking
of roses, eating cheap chocolate from CVS, but I shall watch my new dog
try to mate with the rocking horse. And what is more romantic
than unrequited love?
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6 comments:
did you know one cannot laugh with a mouth full of grapenuts. You are positively too funny...and a happy bah hum bug to you, as well.
Does it count that I thought 'bet Deana's not wearing red today' as I put on MY red shirt. I don't make dessert very often, but today I'm actually going to let my kids decorate a cake this afternoon - now that's love.
Hilarious!!!! It's good to see Fredo now has an owner who appreciates his hard work. he he
I wish I would've known your "Stupid Holiday" protest story this morning. I would have made a TASH button and worn it all day.
I linked you from my blog since you inspired me to talk about my Valentine's Day.
http://lifesahandful.blogspot.com/2006/02/heart-day.html
~Christine
Ok, that picture of Fredo and the rocking horse totally makes up for you and your blackened, shriveled heart.
Ohhh look...one of your imaginary friends would like to wear a button with my name on it!
Oh, you're totally all the rage with the Imaginaries.
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