Valentine’s Day

I know what you’re all thinking: Oh geez REALLY? Another VALENTINE’S DAY post? Oh spare me I thought it was all finally over blah blah blah and I totally get where you’re coming from… but it’s not my fault that the movie I’m about to tell you a little bit about is called Valentine’s Day…

Now I am possibly about to embark on a blog post that will completely ruin my good name as a person of reputable opinions forever. Ok… granted the “reputation” may be mostly self-inflicted –  you can’t blame a girl for wanting to be anything but an ordinary and completely trite cliché.

It seems though that the worst has happened:

I have become a girl!!

And I have become a girl in the worst way possible.

Now of all the many things I have encountered in my life, many I have remained indifferent to, many I have felt passionately about and then come to find myself rethinking, and many have given me sleepless nights.

But two personal truths have always remained constant:

1. I hate being a grown up.

2. I make a TERRIBLE girl!

Ok – so the first one is pretty self explanatory. While we were all pimply teenagers and our parents were telling us that we were in the prime of our lives I laughed along with the rest of my know-it-all-ass friends and thought they were mad. Now? Not so much… (although I do admit that I LOVE being a mom, and I love bubble baths and sex and the ability to wear heels without looking like a tarted up twelve-year-old…)

As for the girl thing? Come ON! I SUCK at it. I look like a girl. I have long hair. And I’m curvy like a girl. And I have boobs so at least I’ve got that one right…but the rest?! Not a chance! Never in a million years will you ever find me scheduling a bikini wax – not a friggen damn! I’ve read WAY too many scary ass blog posts (thank you girls!) on that one to be remotely interested in going through THAT. I know about music the way guys know about music. And movies to a certain degree. And I never read romance novels. And romantic comedies? *pffffffffffft* I watch them sure…but usually write them off as flowery rubbish…and laugh at how daft they are…

But weird things have been happening to me lately. Today I might have just realized that I forgot to put on make-up..but I indulged in all the Facebook Breast Cancer awareness status updating like a true giggling girl and had a blast doing it. This is not something I would EVER have been un-cool enough to do in my younger years (hehe).  I can’t remember the last time I plucked my eyebrows…but suddenly my rather-sleep-alone self can no longer sleep without at least a little part of my body touching my man’s. I keep forgetting to repaint my toenails…but lately I’ve been finding myself contemplating insanities like soulmates and destiny…

And worst of all? I celebrated Valentine’s Day this year!

Oh the horror!!!

I’ve become THAT girl!

And so this is where the confession part comes in:

I think my new favourite movie is Valentine’s Day!!!

True story. Really really. I 100% head-over-heels LOVED that movie. Which is completely retarded because Ashton Kutcher was the “mainest” main character and he usually annoys me endlessly! But OMG!!! *sigh* My God it was gorgeous!! I laughed like a maniac through most of it and even cried like a pansy at the end.  And I even tried to go and watch it AGAIN on Sunday – and was devastated to find it was sold out by the time we got there.

I promise I usually find romantic comedies rather lame. There are some AWESOME ones out there sure – but you generally have to sift through the trash to find them. Some rare gems: Return to Me, The Holiday, Love Actually, Grosse Point Blank, Nine Months…and…and…yeah you see? I can’t think of any more! Valentine’s Day kind of kicks all their asses…

I’m trying to think of a way to tell you why in the most un-lame way possible but I can’t think how. It just kind of has a simple beauty about it. Each character has this sweet innocence. Each scene has a charming loveliness. I could go on…

Seriously. Go and watch this movie!

It’s awesome. And not just in a girl way but in a guys-will-like-it-too way.

And I’m just going to be a girl about it…