Valentine’s Day And My Band Of Merry Men!

I like to regard myself as a Maid Marian type of character gallantly tromping my way through various woodland habitats with my band of Merry Men. The other day as we foraged through the forest and over the highland hills, I asked the gents how they felt about the upcoming day of chivalry and love!

Little John with his tall strapping physique and perfectly shaved head replied to the matter with, “Oh, Crap!” Will Scarlet, the younger and happily married of the three gents, was less upset by my announcement of the upcoming day. He took the contented tone of the married guy, informing me that anniversaries and birthdays are more important in his house. Robin Hood, the token single guy in his mid-thirties, replied with one word: “Agony.”

My own feelings of indifference towards Valentine’s Day have long been solidified by past disappointments, but I was curiously intrigued by the gents’ responses to my queries.

All of them agree that material purchases are not important to women on this day, rather it is time spent together that is most appreciated and valued by their lasses. However, each passionately agrees that every woman in a relationship does want some acknowledgement on this day of love.

They noted that if a man does not pay some sort of homage to his fair lady on Valentine’s Day, pity the poor fool who will suffer her wrath on February 15th! He will be sure to feel a cold shoulder from his woman and will no doubt be forced to sleep on the couch, as she will have decided that the bed is suddenly too small with him in it!