I know, I know. I’m tardy to the party. But I thought it would be a good idea to have a beer before I ate dinner on Tuesday, and the next thing you know, I’m 5 beers deep, watching Jackie Chan movies at a quarter to midnight on Valentine’s day.
I have a lot of questions how love is truly measured, and what it really is. But tonight, I’m just gonna be sappy, because it’s important.
This past year has been filled with a lot of romantically frustrating moments. It started with a rough break-up that has been followed by a bunch of dating miscues. It seems like it’s so easy for some people to find other people that are attracted to them. Everyone tells me to stop looking and it will come, but to be honest, that’s how I end up with a Jackie Chan date night and Bud Light. Plus, all of the people who tell me to stop looking are already in relationships. It’s easy to not be thirsty when you have a full canteen.
It’s weird because I feel like I’ve had a connection with several girls and in the end, it falls apart and they find someone different. And I’m left wondering why it didn’t work out between us. But maybe we were just 2 people vacationing on the same trip. We just didn’t get on the same plane when we left.
Sometimes in a world full of strawberries and bananas, I’m a potato. I’m versatile, but there’s no way in hell I’m going into a smoothie…
My hope is to find someone that will literally put up a fight to outlove me. I’m not a competitive person, but I will do whatever it is I can to show someone that they mean a lot to me.
This year I was a bad boy and forgot to send my mom and grandma a Valentine’s Day card, but I’d figure I’d make it up to them by stopping by and delivering one myself this weekend. I called my mom and left her a message on her work phone so she’d have it when she first got in, and I sent an email to my grandma. My grandma emailed me back with this.
“I went to the mail box this afternoon, and there was no valentine greeting – thank you for remembering me with those 3 little words. Have you found a Honey? Be patient, the best is yet to come.
The backyard is so beautiful – the trees and plants have been blessed with the intermittent rains. Fruits are ripening, the bird of paradise is in full bloom – it was a gorgeous Valentine’s Day.
From a granny who loves you, too.”
The past year was hard. But maybe the days were only bad because there was no one to look forward to. I guess the best is yet to come.
Happy Valentine’s Day, lovers.
Thanks for reading.
– Potato Chan