My Funny ValentiMe

Hello hello! 

Is it too late to talk about Valentines? I think it is… but… we don’t play by the rules here, alright? cool. 

Valentines is my all-time favorite non-religion-related holiday, and to all the haters who every single year remind us that it is a capitalist scheme, a day to make more money for “AmUrica” and that it was created for the sole purpose of manipulating us (naives); please, chill, and just TRY and enjoy it (?)

I, for one, believe that it is a beautiful way to honor our loved ones, a nice opportunity for people (like me) who feel awkward with gift giving. I have been lucky enough to have someone whose love language IS gift giving, but have always felt weird and awkward myself with giving a gift without an occasion to support my action. 

Don’t get me wrong, I highly enjoy the process of picking something special for someone special, I enjoy the gift-wrapping and the gifts themselves. Fun fact: I’ve accumulated a bunch of gifts over the years for specific people, but never had the chance to give them because the “right” occasion never came along. So now, they’re just gathering dust in my room.

And here’s another thing, it’s not just the giving that makes me feel awkward. Receiving unprecedented gifts (although it does make me super happy and I appreciate them a lot), makes me feel weird, undeserving, and just a tiiiny bit uncomfortable. 

My best friend, this year, decided to spoil me and get me flowers and all my favorite candies/chocolates for Valentines. Such a super duper sweetie beetie gesture, right? It definitely made my day and I was over the moon by it, but something inside me couldn’t rest unless I gave something back. However, they swore they’d be upset if I attempted to get them something too, so, out of respect, I didn’t. 

Fast forward to today, 12 days later. We were out shopping for books, and as we reached the cashier, something just clicked in me. I quickly grabbed my phone and paid for our purchases in a split second. My best friend looked at me, confused, I happily blurted out, “Happy vAlEnTiMe’s, Bitch!” and sprinted out of the bookstore, absolutely ecstatic.

Now, I didn’t really think it through, because I’m pretty sure we’ve just started a gift-giving war. And let me tell you, we are both incredibly stubborn people. But you know what? I kind of love it. It gives me the perfect excuse to practice my gift-giving skills without being eaten alive with doubt and awkwardness.

So, there you have it. Valentine’s Day may be over, but for me, the spirit of love and gift-giving lives on. Happy belated Valentine’s Day my lovelies.

Yours truly,
FFB