updated: Happy anniversary to us…sorta
Mr. W and I have been together for two years, give or take a couple days/weeks/… Ok, so we don’t know the exact date of our anniversary, and by this time next year we will be married (or at least that’s the plan) so it doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things sort of way. We went out on our first date sometime in November, before Thanksgiving of 2007, and ended up officially together at some point thereafter without even really realizing it. So the anniversary day is all sort of fuzzy. Last year, he was in Iraq and sent me surprise flowers for our one-year. (Awww, ain’t he sweet?!) But this year…this year is different.
IT’S LIKE PULLING FREAKING TEETH TO GET HIM TO AKNOWLEDGE THE THING!
What is it about men? Seriously, there are a couple times a year you guys have to suck it up and pretend (convincingly, convincinglyis important!) that you are into all that relationship-y mushy stuff: Valentine’s Day, birthday, anniversary, and possibly New Years Eve (you know, the kissing thing at midnight…which I’ve never done coincidentally…). That’s basically it. Four events a year to feign excitement for. FOUR! I mean, I get it, ya’ll aren’t into it. “It’s just another day.” “It’s just a holiday for girls.” “It’s something Hallmark and the chocolate people made up to make money.” Whatever! Suck it up and tell her you love her already. Do or say that thing you know makes her weak in the knees and all fluttery in the tummy. You know what it is. Besides, you’ll probably get something out of it in the end anyway.
We sort of picked a day last year which ended up being the day he sent flowers. Made sense. Of course neither of us kept track of the day, so this year I’ve made several attempts, in vain, to pin down a day for “us,” for celebration. Mr. W keeps insisting on Thanksgiving, but:
- I don’t want to share “our” day with any other National holiday.
- Thanksgiving isn’t the same date every year.
- You can’t go out for a romantic dinner on Thanksgiving because if family doesn’t happen to be involved in your plans, the local Chinese fast food place is probably going to be the only option.
- We are spending Thanksgiving this year with his family, after a long road trip to Michigan, with four kids in the car, at a hotel, with same said four kids…not so romantic to me. And it’s all about the romance, DAMMIT!
Very rarely am I that “girly-girl.” But, I do like me some romance from time to time. I’m allowed. I make up for it in other ways. I’m not going to list those ways right now (or probably ever) but just trust me, I do make up for it. And now I’m at my very familiar, too familiar, annoyingly familiar crossroad: Do I hold out and demand what I want, or do I just say F*%@ it and give up? With everything else going on in my life, I’m tempted to hold out for at least one thing…but who am I kidding? With everything else going wrong in my life. Disappointingly, dishearteningly, disgruntled-ly wrong…I’m most likely going to go with the latter, you know, for consistency’s sake. 
*sigh…*
update: Shortly after posting this, I got an email from the folks at homeaway.com. The subject line was this: “Re-Ignite the Passion with a Couples Getaway.” Hmmm…have they been reading?
