Call me unromantic....................cause it would be true.
But I just cannot fathom paying $65 for a prix fixe menu each on a Thursday (V-Day).
Understand it is not just Vday I feel this way, I feel this way about New Years, Mother's Day, Father's Day....though Mother's Day and Father's Day tend to be more ala carte.
Admittedly I am also not sure that I should expect a big ole V-Day this year. Truth be told anti_duff just moved here, and I am not sure if he even knows where a flower store or liquor store is around here. Since he moved close to winter, we tend to hibernate. Also he has stated that all his art stuff is still in storage..........
Now some girls would take this as the man trying to throw her off his tracks, and the in reality he had some amazing movie worthy surprise waiting for her when she got home. However, I learned not to think that way a long time ago - man I am really coming off as unromantic aren't I! But really it is just that I think times people (normally us ladies) don't take what people tell us at face value, when maybe we should.
I must also say that I have not bought anti_duff anything for Vday. I have a card....and of course sex
But that is about it.
I have always kinda felt like everyday should be special - now there will be days I am in my ratty sweatshirt watching Real Housewives playing video games while in another room , but there will also be days I am waiting at the door with a collar on ready to play. I think it is just important to try to keep both things even.
Ironically the most romantic Valentine's day I ever had was with a horribly abusive man. I don't really know what to say about that, except I guess it just shows he was good at trying to make up for his bad behavior. I mean it had the whole burst the balloon to get to the ring inside type of stuff going on.
I don't know, I don't want to say my heart is complacent, more like it feels content.........................
It doesn't need showy gestures...it just needs what it just got, anti_duff noticing my wine glass was empty and filling it while I type away.
Maybe I am just easily impressed
But I just cannot fathom paying $65 for a prix fixe menu each on a Thursday (V-Day).
Understand it is not just Vday I feel this way, I feel this way about New Years, Mother's Day, Father's Day....though Mother's Day and Father's Day tend to be more ala carte.
Admittedly I am also not sure that I should expect a big ole V-Day this year. Truth be told anti_duff just moved here, and I am not sure if he even knows where a flower store or liquor store is around here. Since he moved close to winter, we tend to hibernate. Also he has stated that all his art stuff is still in storage..........
Now some girls would take this as the man trying to throw her off his tracks, and the in reality he had some amazing movie worthy surprise waiting for her when she got home. However, I learned not to think that way a long time ago - man I am really coming off as unromantic aren't I! But really it is just that I think times people (normally us ladies) don't take what people tell us at face value, when maybe we should.
I must also say that I have not bought anti_duff anything for Vday. I have a card....and of course sex
I have always kinda felt like everyday should be special - now there will be days I am in my ratty sweatshirt watching Real Housewives playing video games while in another room , but there will also be days I am waiting at the door with a collar on ready to play. I think it is just important to try to keep both things even.
Ironically the most romantic Valentine's day I ever had was with a horribly abusive man. I don't really know what to say about that, except I guess it just shows he was good at trying to make up for his bad behavior. I mean it had the whole burst the balloon to get to the ring inside type of stuff going on.
I don't know, I don't want to say my heart is complacent, more like it feels content.........................
It doesn't need showy gestures...it just needs what it just got, anti_duff noticing my wine glass was empty and filling it while I type away.
Maybe I am just easily impressed






