Happy Birthday, Mr. Groundhog
When you first meet someone you go through all the questions you have to ask to get to know them better. “What’s your favorite food? What kind of music do you like? Blah blah blah…” So when I first met my ex-boyfriend, Mike, I went through the usual and then asked, “Soooo when’s your birthday?”
He paused for a second and said, “(Sigh) It’s the holiday in February.” I was so impressed! I blurted out, “Oh my God!!! Your birthday is Groundhog’s Day?!?!?!”
He sat staring at me blankly for a few moments and finally said, “Wow. No one has ever said that to me before. No, Cyndi. I meant the OTHER holiday in February”
It seriously took me about 45 seconds to realize he meant Valentine’s Day.
Love In Neon Lights
The most surprising gift I ever got for Valentine’s Day was from my ex husband Carl. He gave me a brand new Dodge Neon in my favorite shade of green! I really appreciated his thoughtfulness and the fact that he spent about nine hours at the dealership working out the details.
Even if I did end up making the payments on it.
A Table for Three
I once dated a guy named Joe. I really liked Joe and I knew he liked me. I kept trying to figure out what I would do for him for Valentine’s Day. I was putting a lot of thought into it when I decided I better ask him if he had to work that day. He shuffled a bit and then said, “Well no... but I can’t come out that day.” So naturally, I asked why not.
“It’s my wife’s birthday.”
Valentine 'Poo' Bear
When I was in high school, I was once asked out by a guy that I thought was absolutely dreamy. He was so nice looking and had a little of a mysterious thing going because he seemed a little quieter than most of the guys I had ever dated. Not only did he ask me out but on Valentine’s Day. How sweet! I remember thinking, ‘Wow! If this works out what a great anniversary date for our future.’ So, I made sure I had my hair teased just right (it was the 80’s), my best outfit on--- I was ready to go. Brian picked me up and we went to a party at his friend’s house. Yey! Not only did I get to go out with a really hot guy but I was going to meet new people too!!
We got to the party and he had a drink. Then he had another drink. His friends were cool but a little stand offish and I wasn’t having as great a time as I thought I would. I stuck to Brian and couldn’t help but notice he was really throwing back the drinks. At first I thought, ‘This guy has a really high tolerance!’ But alas, that was not the case.
More drinks and more drinks and before I knew it, his friends had to help Brian stand up. He couldn’t walk. I watched awkwardly as some of his buddies practically carried him to another room. So at that point, I was at a party with people I really didn’t know, my date was so drunk he couldn’t walk and even worse – he drove me there.
After about twenty minutes or more of Brian being missing in action, I ventured out to find him. I checked the whole house until I came upon a crowd of people gathered at the bathroom door giggling and laughing. I squeezed my way through to see my really hot date drunk as a sailor on leave, pants around his ankles---- sitting on the commode slumped over and bare assed. Yup- this was my Valentine’s Day date with the really hot guy.
Needless to say, I found another way home. I walked in my house, took my bag off my shoulder and stood leaning with my back against the closed door. I glanced over at the clock on the VCR. It was 9:30pm.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
