I'm spending my Valentine's Day with my favorite Valentine, Mr. Vincent Price. We had such a good time last year, I asked him to be mine again this year.
I'm watching The House on Haunted Hill. It has a decapitation in it. St. Valentine was decapitated. I'm keeping the theme. Besides, the marriage between Vincent Price and his wife in this movie is very...loving.
To be honest, I'm over Valentine's Day. I'm not talking about couple's part of the holiday; I was over that years ago. I'm over the bitter, single-people part. Maybe it's my old age, but I just can't rack up the energy to be pissy about being single on this day of hearts and flowers. I don't have the heart to be cranky at the happy couples today. I'm over waving my bitch flag and carrying my "See how stupid I think this holiday is! Look how stupid I think it is!" banner. It's just a waste of my time.
A holiday is a holiday and I like to have a good time. I've always done things my own way, usually the hard way, so why should Valentine's Day be any different? Spending it watching Vincent Price movies, wearing red pajamas, and eating tomato soup is a great way to celebrate the day, I think.
It makes me happy, gives me the warm fuzzies. Isn't that what this holiday is all about?
Well, that and decapitations.
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