What happened to the other 364?

My Goddess made a remark yesterday that Valentine’s Day was only for true romantics. I thought about that and said I disagreed. I think Vday is just the opposite. I think Vday is for people who are NOT romantic. True romantics understand there are 365 days in a year, and we don’t need marketers of flowers and cards and jewelry to tell us that on ONE of those days, we need to buy their wares to pay homage to our loved ones. I think a lot of people know this on some level, but we’ve been conditioned to be otherwise.

My Goddess and I often meet for dinner once a week after work at a local bar and grill. I usually bring her a single rose and sometimes a bouquet of flowers. I’ve done this for years by the way, long before we entered into a FemDom relationship. About three weeks ago I was getting out of my car in the parking as two older women were getting into theirs that was parked beside me. When she saw the bouquet of flowers in my hand, one of the ladies said, “Oh, YOU must be in the doghouse.” I laughed and said, “Quite the contrary. I bring these to stay OUT of the doghouse.” The other woman then said to her friend, “Smart man.”

It’s a rare night that I don’t draw at least one comment from someone when I walk into the establishment holding flowers. Usually it’s about being in the doghouse, or kissing up, or being pussy-whipped, or even that I’m setting a bad example for other men. I chalk it up to conditioning, and it’s a shame when you think about it: most people don’t consider that a man could simply enjoy making the woman he loves feel special.