Saturday, February 14, 2015

Baby Buys Her Things You Know, She's Happy As Can Be You Know

Valentine's Day is for suckahs!  Lines of amateurs buying limp roses from the corner bodegas as a last ditch attempt to come bearing gifts as an honor to their love.  Suck it! Their creativity genes flopping lifeless alongside their manhood as they grab the ready made bundles of affirmation.  First of all it's a set up that no one can win.  Men equipped with these kinds of skills are clearly too effeminate.  It should be that both parties express their appreciation and affection in unique ways but somewhere along the line much of the responsibility fell with the men and we all know how that's going to end.  Do women even want this silly shite anymore anyway?
I got up out dat game, as the kids at work would say (10 years ago) and it's the best thing you can do for yourself.  I don't know, people are gonna be cool or not but that is an ongoing thing that has ebbs and flows and putting all your eggs in one day basket, seems queer to me. If you're going to be cool, try to be considerate to everyone AND your mate I guess, I don't know.  I just hate this holiday and get all grouchy about what it's become.  It's Neo Christmas for couples.   Be giving because you want to be and regularly, not once a damn year.  And how about celebrating love & affection for everyone, like in school when you'd pass out Valentine's cards and treats to all your friends.  That was sweet. Kiss a stranger or hug an old bird, let's shake it up a bit!
I made Sweetheart Omelettes with spinach, Feta, mushrooms and tomatoes over crumbled turkey breakfast sausage with onions and peppers.  But see cooking for someone is sensual and fun, not annoying or corny. Ain't no shame in that.

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