Valentine's Day is a Week Away!

Ah, a day that, in my history, usually results in mediocrity! Last Valentine's day was memorable, I'll give you that, but there was no imagination to it. All the other Valentine's days..well, unless the Boy made me something, was pretty much the same.

My ex wasn't really the romantic type.  Although a Gerber Utility Tool is an awesome gift (and I still have it), it isn't a romantic one, or as a friend would put it... a panty dropper. I was always the one to come up with fun, romantic, imaginative ways to celebrate Feb. 14th. I loved the surprise, the thought, the fun!  I've done surprise picnics, leaving roses on the windshield, surprise weekend getaways, etc. and always had fun doing it, but once in a while, you'd like it done for you.

I even went so far as to make reservations at an awesome restaurant, surprise flowers, and the plan was to get on my knees and serenade my guy, a cappella, in front of the entire restaurant...sadly, the evening didn't go as planned (due to the ultimate reason for my divorce) and was totally scrapped. Honestly Guys, we don't need a lot of money or pomp, we just need to know that our guy thought about the moment and did something fun, i.e. wrote us a poem or song, a love letter would be totally awesome (and a panty dropper), just something from your heart.

I'm looking for a man that can use his imagination, because if he does...you can damn well bet, I'll bring it! I'm looking for a man that can expose his heart and feel safe that I'll treat the moment accordingly.  I do not want to spend another second crying over a man that doesn't care about the effort I put into an evening (or if he did care, he cared about his addiction more..).

So this Valentine's day, I'm thinking about spending it with my guy Bruce.  You know...Bruce Willis?  I.E. A Good Day To Die Hard....FUCK YEAH!  I want guns, explosions, car chases and with a little luck, a theater full of single men with me being the only woman yelling out obscenities and telling Bruce aka John McClaine to move his ass!!!  You guys with ladies...go ahead and see that romantic movie with Josh Duhamel. Ok, I grant you, it's a Nicholas Sparks movie, and he did do The Notebook.  Ok, I grant you again, they are doing a effing double header with The Notebook and Safe Haven...but there's only one man I'd go to that showing with (maybe two)...and I know pork doesn't rule the skies i.e. pigs aren't flying yet so....

And since this is my daydream...after the movie, we all hit the bar and toss back a few. Then I get escorted home by a dream guy with serious guns and an attitude...who I kiss goodbye at my door and then promptly close it...in his face.  Ah...Dizzy feels her man-hater mood coming on.  Which is quite sad given that I lost a man who loves me this week (not in love with me...just loves me), and was revived by a man who could see I was in pain. I should be thankful for men, but I'm just not feeling it at the moment...and probably won't until after this blasted holiday!!!

The old Dizzy would watch sappy movies, and cry over love lost and wish for a "Happily Ever After', eat chocolate and drink port.  This Dizzy is much tougher!  She's steel covered in flesh and blood and she's not about to give in to the illusion of "Happily Ever After", because experience has taught her that it doesn't exist.  This Dizzy will make her own future, and live by her own rules. This Dizzy thinks Valentine's Day is a good day to die hard, and so is every day after that.  This Dizzy doesn't know that she'll ever open her heart enough to serenade a man in a restaurant..and maybe that will be ok, because she won't have to worry about her heart being broken. This Dizzy is packing an emotional Uzi and no one is going to get into her way.

Ok...I'm done feeling like a blood-thirsty bitch now.  Get planning!  I'd love to hear what you're doing for your loves.  For God Sake...please use your imagination!!!