Thursday, February 14, 2013

My New and Improved Valentine's Day Outlook

In preparation for writing today, I went back to see what I wrote on Valentine’s Day last year. There were probably only four of you who read it (or my blog in general) back then and understood my thoughts on the “big” day. I do remember being a little grouchy about the whole thing.

I prefer random displays of affection.

Spontaneous anythings on an otherwise nothing day.

Grand gestures? Not necessary.

Plus, I don’t like being told what to do (like celebrating something just because someone say so) but last year my feelings for, arguably, the sweetest day of the year were quickly changed the moment my doorbell chimed in the middle of a purely average day. That memory has been tucked away, with pleasure, since then.

So I woke up this morning, very early I’ll add, to find myself excited for today. It was unexpected because, as I said, this day doesn’t hold any more weight than any other day of the year for me.

I have a confession to make though. I’m also feeling guilty about being excited.

I’ve been asked on a date, a rendezvous for dinner at an Italian restaurant in the city, when we usually stay home and I cook. It’s always exciting to be in the city. It's equally exciting to be on a date.

I bet there will be a heartfelt (more likely inappropriate) card for me with handwritten sentiments inside. I love that.

And I think there will be a gift…

But we don’t “do” gifts for Valentine’s Day.

How do I know this?

I was looking everywhere for the PINK tickets I bought last fall (which I paid $250 each and are not going for $800 a piece) since the concert is quickly approaching. And I looked everywhere. I tore my desk apart. I tore his desk apart. Oops!!!

(I lose things. A lot. This is not a surprise to anyone who knows me or reads my blog. I don’t like it. It stresses me out but it’s me. Part of living with me is knowing and understanding that I spend time almost everyday looking for something (usually important) and it’s gotten worse since I hit my head last summer)

That was yesterday afternoon and I’ve purposely stayed away from the family room, which houses his desk. I’m ignoring it as best as I can because I don’t want to look again to see if it’s gone.

What if it’s like in the movie “Love Actually” where Emma Thompson’s character finds a necklace in her husband’s coat pocket and gets a CD instead for Christmas?

What if that happens to me? 

What if he took it to work for someone else (the silver box from a store he doesn’t usually frequent but has lots of things I love) and at dinner he only pulls out a card?

That’s why I’m feeling guilty. I busted his surprise. It was a mistake. No, REALLY!!!

Obviously, I know it’s for me (it’s gorgeous). It is a wonderful, unexpected gesture that means something to him. He will want me to be surprised and just as excited. He knows I don't/won't expect anything.

I want his eyes and his heart filled with anticipation and excitement as he presents me with the box. I don’t want to burst that bubble or see his disappointment that I found it ahead of time.

I’ll be doing the right thing by not saying anything, right? (This looks blissful, doesn't it?)

Have a fantastic day. However you choose to spend it.


lumdog2012 said...

You CAN'T say anything. I just hope you can pull it off. This is a very sweet post written by a non-believer! Ha, I don't believe it for a second!

Arnebya said...

Say nothing. Fake it. More importantly, did you find the tickets?

Just Keepin It Real, Folks! said...

OOOOOHHHHHH sounds very exciting!!!! Plus, sure hope you found those tickets. Pink Rocks!!!

Gina said...

It's like the elephant in the room. Only it's a silver box (and I know what's in it), and it's like 50 feet away from me if it's even still in his desk. I have NOT looked and won't. I'm a quasi-believer if that's even a thing.

I guess you know me. I am a diehard romantic. Gifts are just not necessary. But I love to give them so I must accept graciously, of course. Then wear it every day!!!

Gina said...

That's the plan. Damn it!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I contacted the ticket broker and they said they were delivered via UPS on October 4th (day after our birthdays ;-)) but I have no recollection. I would have signed for sure. But then again, my memory sucks these last 6 months so who knows. I'm sticking with they were never delivered!

Gina said...

It IS!!!!!!! The peek I got was stellar. See above. Tickets still a mystery :-(

I saw her last show. It was, hands down, the best concert I have ever seen. She's incredible and fantastically entertaining.

Bo said...

This is soo exciting! You can act surprised, I know it!

Gina said...

Oh, Bo!!! I'm quite the actress when I choose to be ;-) Just kidding. I think I can, at least enough that he'll feel good about it. I'm excited! It is very much out of the ordinary.

Samantha Brinn Merel said...

oooo post a picture of your present when you get it!

Barb said...

Now I'm dying to know what restaurant you're going to. And please post a pic of the present!

Kinley Dane said...

For sure you have to keep quiet. How sweet of him :) And I agree with Bee, post a picture!

I hope you had a fantastic evening!

Jared Karol said...

Yeah, I like that idea too! Hope it went well.

Gina said...

I feel weird posting a picture but I will tell you that it is a bracelet I mentioned liking a while ago. It's one of those silver/gold 4-line criss-crossy Yurmans. Love it!

Gina said...

We went to Piccolo Sogno Due, right over the river on Clark. It was incredible yummy. I am still full this morning! I can't post a picture. Feels too personal but see above description. It's lovely.

Gina said...

I didn't say a word. I jumped up and gave him a big kiss and squealed in delight. It was so much fun!

Barb said...

I understand. I'm going to put Piccolo Sogno Due on my list of restaurants to try!

The Gal Herself said...

What a wise & romantic post! And in terms of your writing, I appreciate what you choose to include. A less deft writer would have bogged this down with showy adjectives, or tried to dazzle your readers with "style." Instead, you keep it real and accessible. Smart lady.

Gina said...


Your comments regarding my writing are always so positive. They mean a lot to me, I want you to know. I try. Flowery language is not me even though I try to tap into more descriptive language. Thank you so very much.