Not too many Valentineâ€™s Days ago, John and I were broke and in love. No, we werenâ€™t in college â€“ in fact, weâ€™d been married about ten years already. But we were still lovey-duvvy enough to want to go out and celebrate. Since Valentineâ€™s Day fell on a Saturday that year, John came up with a great idea: weâ€™d go to the dollar theater for a double feature!
I love movies! Any kind of movie â€“ action, drama, romantic comedy, you name it. So I didnâ€™t care what was playing. We just needed two films that could be watched more or less back to back. Sounded like a lovely way to spend a Saturday.
Except that Iâ€™d forgotten one little detail. John loves movies, too â€“ but only some movies. He loves movies with lots of action and fighting. (I was so embarrassed when he laughed out loud during the heads-being-hacked-off battle scenes when we saw Braveheart opening weekend!) The only way heâ€™s going to see a chick flick is if itâ€™s a guyâ€™s dream come true (movie star chases regular guy in Notting Hill) or if thereâ€™s an actor he really likes in it (Kevin Smith in Catch and Release this past weekend â€“ which, by the way, Iâ€™m going to consider my Valentineâ€™s Day date this year; youâ€™ll see why soon).
We drove to the theater and stood there reading all the show times. It wasnâ€™t a great line-up for Valentineâ€™s Day, but hey, itâ€™s the dollar theater.
â€œHey, we could see Aliens 3, go have lunch, then come back and see The Replacement Killers,â€ John exclaimed with delight. (Reading over my shoulder, he says he did not exclaim with delight. Only women exclaim with delight. Trust me, he was excited.)
So Iâ€™m standing there thinking, itâ€™s Valentineâ€™s Day, the day you show the one you love that theyâ€™re the number one person in your life. And I love movies.
â€œSure, why not?â€ I said with forced delight.
Two hours later, we took a break and walked over to Burger King for lunch. (Yes, Burger King.) â€œWhatâ€™d you think?â€ John asked.
What I was thinking is that Sigourney Weaver was bald and saying the f-word on the most romantic day of the year. â€œNot as good as Aliens,â€ I said.
We walked back over for the next part of our date. I have to admit, I was kind of dreading the next movie. Maybe the people will have some redeeming qualities in the end, I thought, trying to be optimistic.
Um, well, kind of.
At the end of the movie, as we walked out to our car, John said, â€œHappy Valentineâ€™s Day, sweetie.â€
I just looked up and him and shook my head. â€œWhat part of this day had anything to do with Valentineâ€™s Day?â€ I asked with a half-laugh.
â€œWell,â€ John began. â€œSigourney Weaver loves her family and friends so she protected them from aliens. And in the other movie,â€ he paused to think. â€œThere was a lot of blood and blood is red, so there you go!â€
I heard someone snicker behind us. John flashed his fabulous grin at me. I couldnâ€™t help it. I caved and started to laugh as he gave me a huge hug and kissed the top of my head.
Iâ€™m sure Iâ€™ve had some pretty sad Valentineâ€™s Days in the past, but only with people I didnâ€™t love like I love John. The fact is, when you love someone, you can choose to enjoy anything if youâ€™re together.
Still, with Valentineâ€™s Day just around the corner, I took some precautions this year. I bought the Trojan Pleasure Pack today. Regardless of what movie we see or whatever else we may do, I know the day will at least end well!
Kitty Bucholtz is an OCC RWA member, a 16-year veteran of the marriage wars, and currently writing a chick lit novel about a married woman who discovers she has a super power.