The scam that is Feb 14th, senior edition
-or- bitter old man?
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Perhaps I am just a bitter old man.
Valentine's day is coming and all I can say is: Who cares?
When I was a kid, Valentine's didn't mean that much. Sure, take some cards, some candy. Big whoop. As a teenager, I never had a serious girlfriend at that time of year, and so, more than anything, it was Single's Awareness day. Yeah, that's loads of fun.
But now it should be different, right? After all, I have a wonderful wife, whom I love dearly. We have a pretty great relationship, so this should be something special. But it just isn't, at least for me. I turn on the television, radio or open the paper and I am accosted by marketing that asserts that I am a lousy lover if I don't shower my wife with jewelry, confections, cuddly creations, and sappy expressions of my undying affection.
It all seems to cheapen the whole concept of love.
I'm not saying I shouldn't pamper my wife. I try to, as often as I can. But what means more, the yearly extravagant expressions? Or the daily humble ones? Those daily, regular expressions are the ones that really mean the most. Getting up with the kids so my wife can sleep in a bit more. Making dinner and doing the dishes to give her a break, telling her daily how much I love her, how beautiful she is.
Those are some of the real building blocks of love, in my opinion. Not some arbitrary day on which the stores tell me I should lavish my sweetheart with various and sundry gifts.
Will I still end up getting suckered into it? You bet. She's well worth it.
Doesn't mean I like the idea. Scam artists, all of them.

Valentine's day is coming and all I can say is: Who cares?
When I was a kid, Valentine's didn't mean that much. Sure, take some cards, some candy. Big whoop. As a teenager, I never had a serious girlfriend at that time of year, and so, more than anything, it was Single's Awareness day. Yeah, that's loads of fun.
But now it should be different, right? After all, I have a wonderful wife, whom I love dearly. We have a pretty great relationship, so this should be something special. But it just isn't, at least for me. I turn on the television, radio or open the paper and I am accosted by marketing that asserts that I am a lousy lover if I don't shower my wife with jewelry, confections, cuddly creations, and sappy expressions of my undying affection.
It all seems to cheapen the whole concept of love.
I'm not saying I shouldn't pamper my wife. I try to, as often as I can. But what means more, the yearly extravagant expressions? Or the daily humble ones? Those daily, regular expressions are the ones that really mean the most. Getting up with the kids so my wife can sleep in a bit more. Making dinner and doing the dishes to give her a break, telling her daily how much I love her, how beautiful she is.
Those are some of the real building blocks of love, in my opinion. Not some arbitrary day on which the stores tell me I should lavish my sweetheart with various and sundry gifts.
Will I still end up getting suckered into it? You bet. She's well worth it.
Doesn't mean I like the idea. Scam artists, all of them.
and watching children so she can get some needed rest and sleep is such a

But some people do enjoy it though, otherwise why would they go to so much trouble!