My OperaMoney Can't Buy Me Love.
Friday, February 15, 2008 6:58:34 AM
Valentine's Day... It's the pinkest, happiest, most commercial day of the year. It also happens to be the most pointless in my mind. Must there be a specific day of the year to let people know you love them? What's wrong with letting them know at other points throughout the year? I don't know about you, but the idea of giving someone a $20 box of chocolate, a $50 bouquet of roses, a $300 trinket and an equally expensive dinner does not fill me with visions of romance. It fills me with visions of bounced rent cheques, which is about as far removed from the point of the day as it gets.
If couples are so distant from each other that they require a marked date on the calendar to spur them into making any sort of loving gesture, then we have a huge problem. Love isn't about how much cash you can lavish on someone. It isn't a one day effort. Either you care the whole year or you don't care at all. I'm not saying you should never plan a special night out, or buy your significant other a gift; I'm just saying that you shouldn't do it because the commercials tell you to.
Believe it or not, I am a romantic at heart. And no, I won't be writing Halmark cards anytime soon...
If couples are so distant from each other that they require a marked date on the calendar to spur them into making any sort of loving gesture, then we have a huge problem. Love isn't about how much cash you can lavish on someone. It isn't a one day effort. Either you care the whole year or you don't care at all. I'm not saying you should never plan a special night out, or buy your significant other a gift; I'm just saying that you shouldn't do it because the commercials tell you to.
Believe it or not, I am a romantic at heart. And no, I won't be writing Halmark cards anytime soon...
