Saturday, February 14, 2009
Milk's Ooey-Gooey Chocolate Chip Cookie: Happy Valentine's Day to Me
A few weeks ago, I wrote a post about how, as a single gal, I struggle to justify spending a lot of money on groceries for new recipes I want to try. I would love to churn out exotic dishes that call for exotic ingredients, but know that I would ultimately end up tossing said ingredients when I can't use them all up myself. The always lovely Heather from Diary of a Fanatic Foodie made a comment that really lept out at me, and her words have been knocking about in my head ever since. She wrote,
"I love being married, but sometimes I would give my left arm to be single again, and not have to consult with someone every time I make plans, buy something expensive or do anything else that might impact another person. So, remember to cherish these moments a little bit, because when you're married, you'll celebrate the rare business trip that your spouse goes on that allows you to make some Annie shells mac and cheese and watch 13 Going on 30."
As I sit at my dining room table, sipping some loose leaf Jasmine tea and staring at the crumbs from the Ooey-Gooey Chocolate Chip Cookie I just devoured, I am starting to feel pretty darn happy that my Facebook profile still reads "single." (And not just because I saw He's Just Not That Into You last night and am feeling anti-man.) When I went to pick up my afternoon Valentine's Day treat from Milk, my local neighborhood ice cream and sweet shop, it struck me that it's nice being able to get exactly what I want today. I don't have to get my hopes up about the outcome of some special contrived evening, or pretend to be happy when I receive something egregious like white chocolate or cherry cordials from a clueless significant other. My singleness gives me the freedom to go out and get the cookie I want and then eat the whole thing without having to share a single chocolate chip studded morsel with anyone.
This Valentine's Day, instead of bemoaning my lack of date and the sad state of my empty flower vase, I am going to savor my solitude like I would a frothy Chai latte. As a tribute to all single girls who are similarly spending today sans sweetie, here is my list of favorite things about being a "me" and not a "we."
1. I never have to watch (or pretend to like) sports, action movies or weird Discovery Channel shows about robots, machines or things that go "Vroom."
2. When I go out to dinner, I don't feel obligated to offer anyone a bite of my amazing steak or pasta Bolognese unless I want to.
3. If I miss a patch of leg hair when I'm shaving, the only one who notices is me.
4. The toilet seat in my apartment is always down.
5. When I buy a package of Trader Joe's chocolate ice cream bon-bons and leave it in the freezer for a few days, I know they will all be there when I want one.
6. I can spend my Friday and Saturday nights anyway I want -- watching "Friday Night Lights" and eating frozen pizza, going out to dinner and drinks with girlfriends, or, if I decide to change my personality, dancing at a "hot" Hollywood club.
7. I never have to explain why I had to have another pink skirt from Anthropologie.
8. I can wear the same sweatpants day after day after day after day after...
9. My weekends do not involve trips to Home Depot, Fry's Electronics, or to the sketchy hot dog place on Fairfax.
10. I still get to fantasize about "the one" -- how we'll meet, if we've already met, what he looks like, and how cute we'll be in all our wedding pictures.
Happy Valentine's Day!