It’s February: the most romantic month of the year. Hence, renaming it Februromantary, because it is as accurate as it is catchy.

Before I continue, I’d just like to say thank you for all the kind words to me and my family regarding my sister’s passing. It was a difficult time, but we’re coping. Thanks again. Special shout out to my boyfriend for being absolutely amazing and helping me through this a lot.

Talking of boyfriends and relationships, let’s get back to my original point: IT’S FEBRUROMANTARY! Ha, that is not catching on. Fuck it. IT’S FEBRUARY!! And not just any February: a leap year February. Do you know what this means? EXTRA ROMANCE! It’s Exfebromantary! Jesus, I should release a dictionary, I’m so good at words.

Yes. It’s my absolutely favourite time of the year. February is when we celebrate St. Valentine’s Day, who is the patron saint of getting dicked, and it is my favourite day of the year. Forget Halloween, forget my birthday, forget Christmas. Valentine’s Day is my number one. I am a massive fan of romance and showing affection and being extra and going over the top, and Valentine’s Day is the perfect day to do all of those things without people thinking you are insane. You could literally but a 60ft cuddly toy dipped in gold which plays nothing but Whitney Houston and no one would bat an eye. In fact, some people would even say you didn’t go far enough, and you know what- they would be right. So this is my favourite day because I get to go wild. And this year is the first year in about five years that I’ve actually had a boyfriend on Valentine’s Day. But it’s ok, because I’ve definitely not gone over the top.

LOL, JK. THAT’S A COMPLETE LIE. I’VE BOUGHT EVERY SINGLE ROSE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. I’VE BOOKED LITERAL ANGELS TO CASCADE FROM HEAVEN WHEN WE KISS. I’VE LEARNED TO PLAY THE CELLO AND HAVE WRITTEN A CONCERTO WHICH I WILL PERFORM WITH BOYZ 2 MEN AND IT IS BASED ON EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS BEARD HAIRS. I’VE GONE TOO FAR.

Seriously though, I have had to restrain myself so much, because I am trying to keep a hold of my emotions and not get too ahead of myself.  And I also have a shit load of stuff to pay for this year. I’m going to go a bit over the top, but not too over the top, just like…a regular person’s over the top.

Because I can’t blow all the romance on Valentine’s Day this year- LEAP YEAR DAY IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Leap Year Day- traditionally the only day women were allowed to propose to men. Obviously times have changed, and women can propose whenever they damn well want. Like, even during a blog post, they could do it then. You know, a blog post released on 08/02/20 that all the world can see, they can propose then.

Well, they can. I’m not going to. The last two leap years, I proposed and was swiftly shot down. The first year, my boyfriend and I had been together just over a year, and in 2016 I had been on say….3 dates with this guy. But this year, we will have been together a little over 4 months, which is kinda in the middle (don’t do the maths), so it will probably be different. I’ve been thinking of all these incredibly inventive ways of proposing, and I have narrowed it down to ten. Maybe I’ll just propose ten times. Maybe I’ll just propose to ten people. Maybe I’ll just propose to him now, in a blog post.

Or MAYBE I won’t propose at all! Oooh, it’s 2020! Anything can happen!

Yes. February. I love you. You are the best time of the year.

WHO YOUR VALENTINE?