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Coming in February!

Okay, so it is already February and for me I think February is the month that I personal hate to most.  This is new to me and I have been feeling this for the past 4 years.  And it is nice to know that I am not only in this.

Everyone looks forward to February because it is the romance month.  My ass!  How many of your women out there was in a relationship where your guy does not celebrate Valentine's Day?  I bet that his answer is that everyday is Valentine's Day and does not show it to you.  Let tell you what you should.  The next time he wants chips & salsa, make it fresh from a recipe but also add little of paprika and grand marsala and then wait.  Leave very little toilet paper in the bathroom.

See my problem was that I have been getting with knuckleheads who did not celebrate Valentine's Day. Last year I treated myself to a Valentine's Day dinner at Chipolte and got Valentine wishes from a few college boys. (That is so sweet that their mama let them go out to get potty trained!)

I was dating an idiot that at that time seem to not understand how important Valentine's Day is to a girl.  So I left his ass at home that night, where he truly belongs.  I left his in 2015 because ladies this something that both Wendy Williams and Steve Harvey agreed on.  If you have been a relationship for 2 years or more and it is not moving no where, leave his ass where is at and move on to the next.  Which is now my new motto. But now I get text messages stating that I am so mean to him and that he misses me.  Bullshit. . . his ass is horny and I ain't got none for him.

What will I do with Valentine Day this year?  I don't know but I am sure it will involve a bottle or two of wine.

As I was talking to Glenna, she pointed out as to why she hated February.  Because it is the one month that you literally have to turn around and pay again.  Think about it.  You are short by 2 -3 days in renting your apartment.  In the other months, you are paying for 30-31 days to rent your apartment.  February is the only month in which your apartment is the most expensive, with the exception of this year because it is leap year. However, do the math! Then you will see it.

However I think that the main reason why most of us love or appreciate February is that we can't wait to receive our W-2 forms for file our income taxes as soon as possible.  For the next few months most of us are wishing to get money back from Uncle Sam, and when we don't get our money back because Uncle Sam says so then we are so ready to government out!  GIVE ME BACK MY DAMN MONEY, PUNK ASS GOVERNMENT!  I am sorry, may that is just me.

February also bring about the Superbowl game, something that I still have not gotten into regardless of how many times I have watched.  And I think mainly it is because of the ridiculous cost of is.  Five million dollars for a commercial slot and $4300 for a damn ticket.  Now I am not greedy however if anyone, meaning those who are will to fork over any amount of money of a few a hours of anything, are willing to give me $75,000 (after taxes of course), I will be most appreciative of your kind gesture.  And at least with me, you will get more than a 60 second time slot.

And why is it that Superbowl is always held in February?  What is wrong with the other months?  Okay December is out, it is already full.  So is November and October is too scary for football.  Come to think of it, I think April is only month that does not have anything is it to celebrate. Poor April!

But beside that I am sure that many people have a love/hate moment with February.

Is that damn Superbowl over with?  I need my TV back . . .









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