My yoga teacher wished me happy valentine’s day. My boss did too.
My mother in law (bless her) reminded my partner to get me a card and chocolates. We’ve been together 9 years – I’d be suspicious if he came home this year with heart shaped chocs and a bunch of roses.
I even wished my flickr contacts happy v day – and I have no idea why I did that.
The thing I hate about v day is that it’s so unimaginative. If you love someone, you don’t have to wait until some marketing guy tells you it’s the right time to be romantic. Romance isn’t about that – The OED lists:
a prevailing sense of wonder or mystery surrounding the mutual attraction in a love affair.
as a definition of romance, but I don’t see any wonder or mystery in V day.
Were you a sheep this v day?
Last weekend, my partner took me to a record shop. He pulled out a list of CDs he’d drawn up in December. I got one of the CDs for christmas. But he kept the list, so he can get me the others when he sees them.