This Year’s Kind of Valentine
From someone who really hates this stupid holiday.
A-loves it though. I don’t get it but that’s one of the things that you do for the people you love. I refrain from muttering about how this holiday is simply a set up to fail and she refrains from complaining when I fail.
This makes the third installment in what has become What a Witch’s traditional “Why My Girlfriend is Awesome” post.
Three counts as a tradition on the internet, right? Because this makes three.
Let’s go with yes.
Look everyone, we have a tradition!
For those of you new to the blog please see : AvP in Real Life and Why I Should Not Be Allowed To Talk to Other Humans Without Supervision.
So why is she awesome this year.
She broke her ankle in December, which is not awesome, but she rode it out in a sparkly pink and purple cast and its rainbow sticker and the green toe cap I knitted for her.
Yep that happened. That is an adult human leg. She looked like Lisa Frank and the My Little Ponies got together and mugged her.
I mock because I love…and because it’s true.
So while she was literally stuck on her ass for right weeks all she really had tome to do was sit and think and watch Netflix. What did she watch on Netflix? Shows I don’t get.
The Office? Not my thing. Totally her thing. Not at all my thing.
Also, Parks & Rec.
As I am the kind of person who has a teeny, tiny, very slight tendency to over think things this can make gift giving hard as I don’t really understand her fandoms. So I kind of just throw a random search term out there and hope that what I get her is cool.
In the process of her recovery, she added to her already encyclopedic knowledge of shows that don’t make me laugh. Oh and we picked up MMO gaming again which is something we left behind when we left our narcissistic ex. For those of you who haven’t experienced the fun that is doing anything at all with a narcissist, failure of any kind is THE END OF THE WHOLE WIDE UNIVERSE!
Totally failing at a quest and nearly getting very killed has never been so fun as it is with A-, mostly because our reaction to that total failure is some variation of “Well that sucks. Wanna try it again?”
So I’m going to stop typing now because after our luxurious V-Day dinner of drive through Wendy’s wherein neither of us had to cook and I got to stay in my pajamas we are probably going to go try to not get killed in Azeroth.
As always, Love you A-. Happy Contrived Romance Day. I love you all the other days of the year just as much.