| happy anonymous enemy day 02.14.03 |
| Shortly before V-day rolled around, I was talking to M. about how everyone makes such a big deal about it. We had talked about not exchanging gifts and I would rant about how cheesy those typical gifts were...chocolate hearts, teddy bears, anything pink, red, with hearts on it. We didn't feel like it needed to be a big deal, and I guess those years of being single turned me into someone who really doesn't care for V-day. The past two years, I celebrated by going to capoeira, and that sure beats any chocolate heart. Anyway, we talked about how you don't need a special day to go all out to express your love to someone...especially when it's the same day that a million other people are doing it. Where's the surprise and spontaneity? I mentioned how there's a holiday for every situation imaginable, like Peanut Lover's Day. I said, there should be like this Anonymous Enemy Day where you can send out e-cards anonymously in honor of the day. That would really make the list of holidays complete. Sounds absurd? Well, so does Valentines Day. I know, I know, I sound like a total UNromantic person who needs a boyfriend, but really, I am super romantic and I do have someone. So that brings me to V-day 2003 where I had went against M. and my decision not to exchange gifts. I put together panes of glass with pictures and phrases on them and made a cube. It was cheap and handmade, and I literally shed some blood in the process. Ugh. But whatever. It's the thought that counts right, and I enjoyed making something for him. We're talking on the phone when midnight rolls around, and he tells me happy valentine's day. Such a cheesy boy. I head off to WCC mid-Friday and prepare to just see old friends, make new ones, and enjoy what God has in store for me. Well, I get there and for the first session, I can't even focus. It's a great message but for some reason, my mind is on M. I'm really annoyed with myself and know that that needs to change. For the few days beforehand and even Friday, I was thinking, would he surprise me here? Nah. Wishful thinking. Just that romantic trying to be romantic. After the session, I get in line to register and I'm talking to some of the SF buds. B. comes over telling me to get in another line with my mom, so I do so...I look around at the people forming the line and who do I see, but M. standing with a friend who he had brought up from his church. How crazy is that?! I freak out..."What are you doing here?! I can't believe you're here!!" and hug him excessively and smile like crazy. I know this kind of behavior embarrasses him, but to be honest, I think he enjoys it. How can you not?! ;) Anyway, he has a room outside the park and he actually does not plan to stay the whole time, but he just wanted to surprise me for V-day. He even brings chocolate-covered strawberries, chocolate, and cupcakes. That is SOO not him, and he confesses that the sweets were his mom and sister's idea. Figures. But I feel that the real gift was his presence there. He professes to be unromantic and I don't think he would ever suggest picnics on the beach or moonlight stargazing sessions, but in his own special way, he is romantic. And that is even better than what everyone else perceives as romantic. I was incredibly touched by his actions and just amazed that he would do that for me. So that's my mushy V-day story. Ugh. ;) |
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