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Saving Saint Valentine

Well, he looks confident about his choice.

Well, he looks confident about his choice.

Oh, Valentine’s Day, you little devil.

It’s that one special time of year when single people eat themselves into oblivion, weep embarrassingly along with Noah from the Notebook, stomp on happiness and hate the opposite sex with a little more venom than usual.

Those in new relationships sweat uncontrollably. Fuss over the perfect gift.  Perfect venue. Perfect outfit. Play S.W.A.T team with the l-bomb.

And the long-time lovers shrug casually; pick up a card and maybe a little something their little someone probably won’t like – IF the couple in question is not pinching pennies.

Right?

Or are these only the cynical opinions of the V-Day doomsayers – those that go out of their way to show snark toward Saint Valentine himself?

I, myself, have had my fair share of February 14ths filled with feet sweeping. I mean, of course, there was the year my boyfriend broke up with me on the day, because I had just caught a bad case of mono and would no longer be in top smooching condition.

My 14-year-old self was obviously crushed, but in the last decade I’ve recovered.

I like the idea of celebrating love, whether it’s with a boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, wife, parent or just a best friend. So, in the spirit of the season I decided to do a public service – a small act of philanthropy in the name of love.

I decided to poll some girls (and the nuts, obviously) on their favourite Valentine’s Day memory. Was it a present that stood out? A memorable activity? A cute tradition?

Below you will find a compilation of TRUE “best ever” accounts. Fellas, are you listening? Under the umbrella of anonymity these ladies admit what’s behind making the day perfect.  Because in my opinion, everyone deserves at least one Valentine’s Day to remember.

Lover's lane.

Lover’s lane.

“Every year that we lived in Ottawa, we would do the exact same thing: skate down the canal to the market, clutching hot cider, and have lobster dinner …and then cab home with full bellies. Every single year I said I would force myself to do the skate back, but failed miserably every time after a bottle of wine and too much fish.”

“I had a canal experience also, with never any intention of skating back from coffee in the Glebe, however – considering I spent the glide there clutching on to my date for dear life. I like to think I’m pretty athletic, but skates can be unkind to me.”

“Our first Valentines Day, I believe we were going to get sushi and on our way we grab a coffee. As we’re in Starbucks he said he needed to grab his cell from the car. I thought nothing of it. He comes back in, we drink our coffee and we head back out to the car. I see rose on the ground, then I see another, then another … I open up my car seat to a dozen of red roses. I would say buddy got lucky that night, however I was in ninth grade!”

“I had a guy tell me we were going to a Raptors game in Toronto to find out he was taking me to the CN Tower for sunset. The venue was obviously beautiful, however, being a basketball fan, perhaps I would have preferred the Raps game considering the relationship didn’t last more than two months. There were tears during the break up….. not from my eyes.”

“Last year in the middle of February, my boyfriend had to take a really long work trip up to Marathon, Ontario. If you know where that is, it’s in the middle of buttf*ck nowhere on the way to Thunder Bay. He had no cell reception or internet for over a week, so we hadn’t spoken in a very long time. I was missing him way more than normal once Valentine’s Day rolled around – I just wanted to hear his voice or receive SOME form of contact from him. I was sad. But around 2pm, a delivery guy showed up at the office with a huge box of long-stemmed roses… and I melted. He had somehow arranged for them even though we couldn’t speak or see each other. It was so sweet and I was teary-eyed and smiling from ear-to-ear for the rest of the day.”

“The best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had was probably when I went skating on the canal and got poutine for dinner .. haha. The true Canadian way.”

“The best Valentine’s Day I ever spent was with two of my girlfriends. We loaded up waterbottles with some sauvignon blanc, stuffed our purses with candy hearts and discounted boxes of chocolate, and headed to the movie theatre to watch the Valentine’s movie du jour along with sappy couples and groups of desperate and lonely teenage girls. The thing about Valentine’s Day is that it inspires love, and there’s nothing wrong with enjoying that sentiment with your besties! Being heavily medicated helps.”

My ideal mate. Be mine.

My ideal mate. Be mine.

“My boyfriend tried to surprise me with roses, but I caught him. So he panicked, whipped out a rose, got down on one knee and asked me, “Will you accept this rose?” – bachelor style. I died.”

“The guy I was dating pulled what some would say is a big “no-no” and told me he HAD to go to his hockey game on Valentine’s Day. I didn’t mind at all because he took me to a nice dinner and then dropped me off to hang out with my best and most fun single girls when he went to the game. After some solid-hang time and belly laughs with my besties, I returned to my boyfriend’s side for a night cap. Perfect.”

“For our first Valentine’s Day together, we did the whole dinner date thing and everything was pretty standard. But when we went home he had completely decked his bedroom out with candles. Lucky for him, I just so happened to have some sexy lingerie underneath. Win, win.”

“My boyfriend and I were in a long-distance relationship so we were spending Valentine’s Day apart. I was pretty bummed out about it until I received an email that said Clue #1: “This is where you rest your head and where ‘I love you’s’ are often said. Go check under your bed!” He had left a trail of clues for me in hard to find places all over my house on his last visit. The last clue led to his present. I was in tears by Clue # 2.”

However you chose to spend your day tomorrow, I hope it’s with someone you’re nuts about.

I know I am for my Valentine …

My Valentine.

My Valentine.

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