Jenerally Speaking: Valentine’s Edition
Does everyone know that Friday is Valentine’s Day? I find it hard to forget when I walk into a drug store or grocery store and I’m accosted by pink and red candy in all shapes, sizes and flavors. While it reads like I’m about to go on a diatribe…don’t worry, I’m not. If there is anything about Valentine’s Day that annoys me it is that stores make chocolate so readily accessible. It is impossible to ignore and frankly, I don’t have that much willpower. So thanks for the extra calories St. Valentine.
I’m single, so my Valentine’s plans are pretty much nonexistent. Now before you think I will be having a pity party of one, I won’t. No Bridget Jones moment here, where I drink wine straight from the bottle while watching Fatal Attraction and singing “All By Myself.” Truth be told, I’ll be traveling next week and by Friday I’m going to want a low-key night. So I will most likely go on a ‘book date.’ In previous posts I’ve stated how much I love a good contemporary romance, so Valentine’s Day seems like the best day of the year to immerse myself in love and crush on a book character.
Romance in a book is always amazing. ALWAYS. A book boyfriend HAS EVERYTHING. He is cute/adorable/hot, most likely has washboard abs, is mouth-droppingly gorgeous when he removes his shirt (where did those muscles come from? Probably from carrying old ladies from a burning building or climbing trees to rescue kittens). He is also smart in the ‘I don’t need to take notes in class, I just magically retain all information so that when you have a study session I can just stare at you while you avoid my gaze and try to concentrate on anatomy…the subject, not mine.’ He will show up at your door with your favorite snack or BONUS he cooks. He’s probably an older brother who is protective of his little sisters, which would be annoying if you were the sisters but is surprisingly hot when you are the love interest. Does he play a sport? Of course. And he is amazing at it. And if there is something wrong with him – bad home life, questionable past, etc. – it’s ok because he is on the road to redemption, and the only way he can get there is with you by his side. Swoon…
All the things listed above are why I love reading romance. It keeps me turning the pages and staying up past my bedtime to find out if true love can be achieved. Do I wish real life was the same way? Not really, and here’s why. I hold my book boyfriends up to a standard that a real guy has no way of achieving. Now don’t get me wrong, I want to meet a nice guy – and should he be good-looking, smart, a great cook, I certainly won’t kick him to the curb. Do I think there is someone out there for everyone? Absolutely. Do I believe in true love? Yes, 100%. All I’m saying is that in a book, when the main character asks the girl to go for a midnight stroll in Central Park so they can star gaze, it is incredibly romantic. In real life, it sounds like the beginning of a Law and Order: Special Victims Unit episode.
Real love is messy and wonderful. It can be very easy or a rollercoaster ride. It is unpredictable. It is also amazing. I’ll keep my book crushes/boyfriends on their pedestals and keep ‘real’ guys more at eye level.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!