In the Wild
I am one of those people who thinks Valentine's Day is just another corporate fueled holiday and the best way to celebrate it is to stick it to the man!

I mean really, it has been ingrained into people's (mostly women) brains that if your S.O. does not concoct the most PERFECT and ROMANTIC day ever, they don't really care about you. It doesn't matter that "so-and-so" did "this thing" on "this random day," no. They f-ed up V-Day and how you're going to give them hell for it. Um, really? I wouldn't want to be put in that situation and therefore I should expect it of other people.

V-Day sets up all of these unreal, "fairy tale" expectations that honestly, I could care less for. Hell, if my S.O. came home from work/school and told me that he loves me and we end up ordering a pizza and snuggling on the couch with some beers and a movie, that's just peachy with me.

However, if he really wants to impress me. He won't be taking me out to some expensive restaurant and blow all of his cash on me. I'm not that kind of girl (some are, not me). C'mon, I do not want to be surrounded by other couples who are doing the exact same thing. Take me somewhere remote where we can gaze upon the natural beauty of this earth. (I'm not saying that isn't equally overdone, but it is better than the restaurant environment.) Let's go summit a mountain together. Let's go hike out to a beautiful hot spring and enjoy a bottle of red wine. Let's go horseback riding to a remote plain and watch the sun set over the mountains. See? Equally romantic but away from all the hustle and bustle of the V-Day chaos. (Obviously, this would not be kosher for the chick that hates the wilderness but hey, everyone's entitled to their own opinion.)