
I’m getting ready to spend my second Valentine’s Day with my now fiancé, and he set the bar high with last year’s celebration. I want to impress as well, but everything I think of consists of…well, stuff I would probably enjoy more. Go see a play? He’d rather play video games. Take him to The Vow? I better promise to follow that chick flick up with a porn flick. Treat him to a couple’s massage? Unless the masseuse looks like American Pie’s Nadia, I might as well just treat myself to one, while he enjoys video games and the porn flick.
I mean, let’s face it, the Valentine’s Day market is overwhelmingly catered to women. Flowers, jewelry, chocolate, candles, romance, blah. What guy wants to receive flowers, especially delivered to his work place? Unless he works with all ladies and you want to mark your territory, steer clear of feminine gestures. He needs to maintain manhood when he shows up to work the next day. Now, sending a stripper may win you some points from your man and all his male coworkers, but it can also get him fired. Plus, how can you top that next year?
What do men really want out of this day? Besides—or, rather, in addition to—a woman in lacy lingerie, offering sexy time? I think the best gift we, ladies, can give our men is time to spend doing what they want but don’t get to do much of. Romance may strengthen the relationship, but hobbies maintain it, so combine the two. If he likes cards, set up a strip poker table and place some bets. If he enjoys video games, grab the second controller. If he’s an avid sports fan, take him out to a ball game and avoid asking dozens of girlie questions about the rules of the game.
And, in my case, sounds like my Valentine’s Day will be spent wearing lacy lingerie while playing Star Wars: The Old Republic. Such is love.

