Ah, the dread that accompanies the “most romantic day of the year”.
Perhaps for a lucky few, this is indeed what Valentine’s means. However, for those of us who are not so fortunate (and the number of people falling into this category are usually greater than the former), Valentine’s Day is just another glaringly obvious reason to feel miserable about the lack of a one true love with which to share all those truffles.
For those of us who are, for various reasons, planning to spend V-Day miserably adding pounds to our thighs in front of the TV, I have a little proposition for you. Misery does love company, and what better way to bemoan your solo status than among your closest and equally self-pitying friends?
LAIR: My humble suburban home
MOMENT: Either on V-Day itself or the day after
DECADENCE: A mind-numbingly long movie night over boxes of chocolate that you WOULD have bought or would have liked to receive and, of course, the never-failing tubs of ice cream.
TICKETS: Yourself, your favorite romantic movies, and as many sweets as you can pack.
If you’re interested, leave me a comment with at least three of the following:
- Your name
- Whether/when you’re available
- Movie suggestions
- Whatever sugary delicacies you can bring
- Why you’re qualified for this fabulously sad little gathering
No, I have not discussed it with my dad. No, I don’t think he’ll have a problem with it. RSVP ASAP! Sadness and solitude are NOT a good combination.
