Monday, February 14, 2005

Be Mine

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

This really isn't a favorite day for me. I've never had a "valentine" before. That could probably account for why I'm not a fan of the day and take a very cynical approach to it. I've always argued that St. Valentine's Day is a holiday created by the Hallmark's and Russell Stover's of the world. It seems to be one of those days when guys are expected to one-up themselves from the year before. The men who remember that this day holds a magical meaning with their women folk tend to worry that they won't be able to come up with that great, romantic idea that's gonna top the chocolate and flowers they gave last year. The way I see it, the first Valentine's Day in a relationship has gotta be the easiest one. Every year after that gets progressively more difficult.

A few years ago I actually had a date on Valentine's Day. Okay, she wasn't really a date. She's just a friend, and she was engaged at the time. Her fiancee lived on the other side of the state while she was finishing college. So she had no choice but to spend Valentine's Day (which is like Christmas to this girl) with the next best thing: me. The initial idea was that she needed a man's opinion as she picked out some sort of dress that would impress the fiancee when she was able to get home the following weekend. In return for my expert advice, she would pay for my dinner. Aaron's rule #8: Never turn down free food off-campus. So of course I went along with this scheme. We went from shop to shop where I watched as she tried on numerous dresses. That part did not suck. With each outfit she would ask, "What do you think?" To which I would very helpfully respond, "It's okay." This led her to not buying a dress that night. Aaron's rule #9: Ladies should not take a guy shopping if they want a real opinion. After the two hours of obligatory dressing room loitering, we made it to the restaurant. The lights were dimmed and there were candles on the table, making the regular college hot spot into a romantic venue. We were seated and as we looked over the menu we were made very aware of a party of 12-year-old girls directly across from our table. I didn't catch all of their preteen jargon, but I gathered they were there for a birthday. The birthday girl's mother told them to keep quiet saying that we were trying to have a romantic dinner. So my good friend Shannon, being the loud and brutally honest person she is, let everyone in the mall know that we're just friends. This is the part where I got to embarass her. Not missing a beat, I looked up and, tears streaming, said, "What do you mean we're just friends???" Oh, the humiliation. And on her favorite day of the year. I wanted to feel sorry for her, but I was laughing too hard.

That's the Valentine's Day story that I'll never get tired of telling. By the way, did anyone else notice that today's initials are "VD?" Just an observation.

So, any romantic plans today? Me, I'll be sitting at home, probably watching Couples Fear Factor. Maybe after that I'll throw When Harry Met Sally into the DVD player and grab a pint of Ben & Jerry's. Face it, it's a lot cheaper than naming a star after someone.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

It's Been Awhile

Have you missed me? Does anyone actually read this? I didn't think so. For the two of you who might actually stumble upon this blog, I apologize for my lack of posts for the last 6ish weeks. I forgot my login name for a long time. Then tonight I had an epiphany and, well, here I am. I won't fill in the boring details of the last month of my life, just a couple of the highlights.

Okay, in my first post I mentioned the possibility of a blind date. Well, it never happened. At first, the girl wanted to pray about it. I can respect this. I too believe that prayer is a very important part of one's life. After a couple weeks, I heard that she would be cool with some kind of group activity. So I told my co-worker who was trying to set this up to set it up, I would be cool with whatever. Again, never happened. So I'm thinking there's no future for this blind date thing. Maybe another time, another place, a different set-up.

More recently, I called up an old friend to go see a movie. This didn't happen either. I should give the back story. This young woman, who shall remain nameless for the time being, is someone that in my early college years I had strong feelings for. I met her while interning with my church youth group one summer. She was hanging out with my sister (who is only 2 years younger than myself). Therefore, one would assume that they were the same age. So I did what any normal red-blooded American teenager would do, I flirted with her. You could say that I turned on the old charm. And she flirted back. It wasn't until a couple weeks after our initial introduction that I found out that she was about 6 years behind me in school. So when I say young woman I mean young. She was just one of those girls who looked and acted mature beyond her years. Way beyond her years. Obviously nothing happened between us. We had a long conversation about who felt what and how wrong and impossible a relationship would be. And the issue dropped. We have remained friends. Okay, not close friends, but the kind who are still able to find something to talk about when we do talk.

Back to the present. There was this movie coming out that I really wanted to see. I'll admit it's not the manliest of movies for guys to see, which is why I desperately wanted someone of the fairer sex to go with. I had planned on visiting the old college town and getting a group together to see this flick, but there was a weather problem. Snow, ice... it was pretty... but very dangerous. So I was stuck here at home, with no one to see the movie. Again, I'm the single guy, so any of my friends who would want to see that movie, would want to go with their significant others. So I call up this young friend from a past life. She's 19 now, don't panic. Besides, those old feelings are long gone. I asked her to go see the movie, she was interested, we tried to set up a date, but the day of, she was called into work at the last minute. She said she'd call later in the week when we were both off work. Did I hear from her? Take a wild guess. No, I didn't. I tried calling, left a voice mail... no call backs. Maybe I smell bad or something. You really can't tell something like that over a voice message though, can you?

So I went to see Phantom of the Opera with my sister. Could that be why I can't get a date? Is it the movies I choose to see? Boogeyman's coming out this weekend. Maybe I can get the young'n to see that one with me. It's rated PG-13, so I think she can get in. Again, I stress, she's 19!