my valentine.

Today is Valentine’s Day.  I realize I whine a lot and make fun of the day because I am single and it’s a bit depressing to have it rubbed in your face all day that your friends have found their “perfect” match and have someone to spend the evening with.  However, as bitter as I might seem, a part of me would love nothing more than to be able to have my own special someone to boast about and enjoy my evening with.  Now I don’t think you need a special day each year to be reminded you love someone (or in my case, have no one).  But I understand why people make a big deal of the day.  It is a rare thing to find someone that you can feel that way about and have in reciprocated in kind.  On days like this it doesn’t feel so rare only because you see it plastered all over facebook.  Several friends changed their profile pics to pictures of them and their honeys and my first reaction was to comment “bite me.”  But then I started thinking, “Gee, it sure would be nice.”  So in honor of this “Holiday” I’m going to tell you what I’m looking for. 

Now, I don’t expect him to be perfect, in fact I’d rather he not be.  I’d feel way too bad about myself and my imperfections if I had to love a perfect specimen.  What I would like first and foremost is a friend.  I want someone who can laugh at my stupid puns and cheesy jokes, someone who can understand my dry humor.  We need to enjoy each other’s company.  He needs to encourage me to try new things.  He needs to be willing to try new things himself.  I need someone who can get my off my ass and make me go explore the world with him, whether it be camping out in the hills or driving to a city I’ve never been to.  I need to connect with him on a mental level.  What I mean by that is a similar level of intelligence.  Nice and sweet is great, but if his favorite movie of all time is Rambo IV we might have a problem relating.  Another important thing for me, he needs to be able to be quiet with me.  It’s great being able to carry on a conversation for hours but I also like to read.  So if we can just co-exist in the living room, each with a book we are engrossed in, that would be great.  He should have a bit of a nerdy side and appreciate my nerdiness as well.  He needs to be able to debate with me about religion, politics, whether a movie was good or not, without feeling a disagreement is a bad thing.  There’s nothing wrong with disagreeing, its perfectly normal, as long as you respect one another. 

Okay, one more thing that is really, really important and quite frankly is deal breaker if it doesn’t exist.  I must be attracted to him.  This doesn’t mean he has to be muscular, have perfect skin and teeth, and taller than me.  This means when I look into his eyes I am affected.  When I think about him, I need to develop blush in my cheeks because he just does it for me.  I need to daydream about him when I should be getting my work done.  When I kiss him, all the blood should rush out of my head to where I feel I’m going to pass out.  It doesn’t matter how great friends you are, if you are too platonic.  Doesn’t work.  And he needs to feel the same way about me.  He needs to fantasize about me when he’s alone and (okay mom if you are reading you might want to skip this part J)  he needs to want to do naughty things to me when we are together.

Of course, if I manage to meet this guy, I will still be realistic.  I understand that nothing is perfect and there will be days when I will want to rip his head off.  As long as the days I want him are greater than the days I despise him, I’ll be happy.  In the mean time, I will do what I can to enjoy my single life while I can.  I will work on improving the things that could stand improvement.  I will be patient.  If he’s the right one, he will be worth the wait.  To those of you who have already found the right one, hold on to him or her and appreciate what you have.  Give them a kiss tonight and say thank you, even if today’s one of those days where you’d like to kill them.