Why Women Wednesday
Witizens,
I've missed all of you so much. It is Wednesday... And not just any Wednesday... It's Valentine's Day!!! YAY!!!! It's the most special capitalistic day geared towards women and love and gifts for women. Needless to say, I'm a fan; however, I'm a fan of love.. Dammit. So, today's question is this: Why Women do we expect men to lose their minds and half of their bankroll as a token of love for the Day of Love? Why do we think that is love?
Now, I will admit that I love gifts, both giving and receiving; I love love LOVE; I think the world over could use more spoiling. On the other hand, I don't like the looks of the card aisle in the stores, Victoria's Secret, or the mall in general on February 13th. It's fucking scary. The looks on those men's faces are enough to make me want to tell my future husband just to be nice for the entire day on February 14th, that's it. Call me crazy, but the best gift for the holiday of love is L-O-V-E, throw in some laughs and good times, and wrap it up. That's love to me. Women, am I asking for too little... Are you asking for too much? Why do we seek tokens of love rather than love itself?
Women, instead of expecting Hershey's Kisses, why not expect real, passionate kisses? Why not trade long-stemmed roses for long, loving embraces? Opt for time alone instead of dinner at some crowded, expensive restaurant. Why do we expect these things so much that when it all does not work out to be "perfect", we don't feel any love at all?
Witizens, keep love alive. Happy Valentine's Day.
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
I've missed all of you so much. It is Wednesday... And not just any Wednesday... It's Valentine's Day!!! YAY!!!! It's the most special capitalistic day geared towards women and love and gifts for women. Needless to say, I'm a fan; however, I'm a fan of love.. Dammit. So, today's question is this: Why Women do we expect men to lose their minds and half of their bankroll as a token of love for the Day of Love? Why do we think that is love?
Now, I will admit that I love gifts, both giving and receiving; I love love LOVE; I think the world over could use more spoiling. On the other hand, I don't like the looks of the card aisle in the stores, Victoria's Secret, or the mall in general on February 13th. It's fucking scary. The looks on those men's faces are enough to make me want to tell my future husband just to be nice for the entire day on February 14th, that's it. Call me crazy, but the best gift for the holiday of love is L-O-V-E, throw in some laughs and good times, and wrap it up. That's love to me. Women, am I asking for too little... Are you asking for too much? Why do we seek tokens of love rather than love itself?
Women, instead of expecting Hershey's Kisses, why not expect real, passionate kisses? Why not trade long-stemmed roses for long, loving embraces? Opt for time alone instead of dinner at some crowded, expensive restaurant. Why do we expect these things so much that when it all does not work out to be "perfect", we don't feel any love at all?
Witizens, keep love alive. Happy Valentine's Day.
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
posted by Not So Cosmo @ 10:52 AM
4 Comments:
At 4:52 PM,
Will Work For Shoes said…
I've had so many bad VDs (ooh, that sounds nasty) which you were there to see, that now I kind of demand at least a little something special for VD. Pay what you owe, Santa.
This lady at work said she saw a van with roses for sell but instead of the sign reading "Roses" it said "Dog House Keys," which now that I'm typing it doesn't make that much sense. Wouldn't that mean roses=dog house? Maybe it's just roses from a van on the side of the road? I wouldn't want to be the husband who had to go home to that picky wife. I like flowers from anywhere, you can even pick em yourself.
Happy VD!
At 9:17 PM,
Not So Cosmo said…
Wittiest Witizen For Sure,
That comment is the nastiest and Jack Nastiest ever... But I love you, as does the rest of the free world. Your beau only fudges because there is soooooo much pressure to please the perfect girl. It's just that poor bastard's plight. I say expect nothing and enjoy everything; it may lead to me being in the "dog house".
Lady & The Tramp...
At 8:02 AM,
Rogue Scholar said…
I had a card and some flowers from Publix waiting for me when I got home. But the best present that my husband gave me was that he folded laundry. For this working mom of two, that was the best thing. For our Valentine's Day dinner, he went and got himself Chinese take out and a sub from Subway for me. It was perfect.
At 8:52 AM,
Not So Cosmo said…
Rogue,
Loves it! The little things count, and in my world, they count the most. A simple day of common courtesy and love is what Saint Valentine meant, I'm sure. My new belief is that there's no such thing as a bad VD gift, per se... Except for the complete disregard of that person on that day... That's just a bold anti-gift.
Whoops, I'm off track. It sounds like you ladies have sweet and wholesome campanions, so the VD will always be perfect by the end of the day... Or at least make for some humorous writing.
Kisses
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