In The Name of Love... What More In The Name of Love?

So me and Olivia had a "date" yesterday. Is it just me, or does that sound very high school-ish? Do college graduates/med students call these "dates" anymore? Anyways, we had dinner and spent the evening aboard the Spirit of Chicago, one of those 3-level boats that cruises around the lake for a couple hours, giving you a chance to check out the skyline and stuff.

But what I was really gonna write about is the act of buying your girl flowers. I guess I am just more self-conscious, but it seems like every time I do something like this, I am conscious of being surrounded by all sorts of women, young, middle-aged, and elderly alike. Inevitably, the cashier, or the girl behind me in line will be like "awww... isn't that sweet, I wish my boyfriend/fiance/husband would do that" which you might think would make me feel good, but really doesn't make me feel all that great. I mean, I'm sure they are trying to be nice and stuff, but first of all, it makes me seem like I am some sort of super old-fashioned guy who is totally whipped. Also, I can't help but think I just screwed over a whole bunch of guys whose girlfriends/wives are gonna go home and complain like "how come you never do anything special for me" or something like that.

Just to clarify, I don't think of myself as being terribly whipped (not like anyone would think that of themselves) but maybe I am on the old-fashioned side. Not that I do a whole lot, like write songs or poems and serenade my lady, just the basic stuff that a lot of people overlook. I think it depends a lot on the girl. If she cares about stuff like that, maybe it makes her a little more "high-maintenance," but at the same time, I think it's probably worth doing it if the girl appreciates it. So it all depends on the individual girl. There's no point in giving your jacket or shirt to her when it's cold, if she doesn't care for that kind of thing. In that case you will be unnecessarily freezing yourself. Maybe you could consider yourself lucky to have found a girl who is manlier than you.

As for me, I personally think I need a girl who is at least kind of girly and needs me, otherwise I will probably feel inadequate. Not that I especially love buying flowers and that sort of thing, but when I do, it's nice to know that it does make her happy. Usually all it takes is a smile and "thank you" to make it worth that dumb feeling from being around all those other ladies at the time when I'm getting those flowers.

Oh yeah, about the whole flowers thing, I really know basically nothing about flowers. I normally just get roses but I decided to mix it up this time, feeling a bit spice-ay you might say. Anyways, I was just browsing and looking for whatever flowers looked nice and smelled kind of good (I try to look as inconspicuous as possible when smelling flowers in public... don't wanna look too gay, but that unfortunatley leads to less detailed smellage. Good thing I took a class on Sensory Evaluation so I can use such fancy terms, eh?). Other than roses, it's pretty much a random process for me in picking flowers... so I just grabbed the coolest looking bunch and took it to the lady. Turns out that this whole bouquet cost like "ah" (pronounced "ah" like in "crap") dollar. So what's the difference between a $1 bouquet and a $40 or $50 one? Honestly, I have no clue. I'm sure girls would know the difference, though, so I will trust that there is some reason people don't just all buy $1 flowers all the time. But if someone can give me a quick tutorial on what to look for in buying flowers, please hook me up with an explanation. Thanks.

Ok, since my blogs have been too long, I will resist the temptation to drag this subject further. Plus, I can't really think straight right now because I have a song in my head. If you like hip-hoppy stuff and haven't heard "Grindin" by Clipse f. N.O.R.E. f. Lil Wayne f. Baby (I don't know what exactly it is), download it and give it a listen. I don't know why, it seems like such a sucky song when you first hear it but it gets catchy after a while, and all I can say is that it is mad stuck in my brain at this moment.