Y'all Wanna Hear a V-Day Story Real Quick?

Maybe Valentine's Day isn't bullshit after all.

Y'all wanna hear a Valentine's Day story? My wife might be mad at me for this one.

I wrote this poem VDay 2014 asking this girl out to dinner. It was sort of last-minute, during the infamous ATL Snowpocalypse. I had cabin fever and drove it over to her address (that I got from her best friend somehow), through the Eastside black ice in my kelly green '99 Honda Accord and dropped it off in the mailbox in the middle of the night. We'd dated a bit before, had fun, but the timing was off. But in 2014, this pretty lady popped up in my city, and we gave it another go. There was something there.

Spoiler alert, this date actually went not that great LOL (looooong story). I dug myself what some would call a depp ass hole. So much so that the next time we saw each other after this, we exchanged all the four letter words you can imagine. (She's really cute when she's mad, btw).

Anywho, I didn't even know I was a writer back then, and now it's my entire profession. 2 published books, over 250 articles around the internet, a newsletter, and an actual J-O-B later... it's the thing I wake up smiling about and feed the family with. Love sure can take you to some funny places.

So maybe today isn't that silly of a holiday after all. That's why this poem is hanging up in my office right now. There's a lesson in that.

Actually there's two lessons here because the gir—WOMAN I wrote this poem for is now my wife - we got married last year. Don't give up on the shit you want. Even if it means looking silly or failing or worse—losing the girl. If you don't know by now, there's no quit in me.

Annnnd, as romance would have it, we're headed to dinner tonight for what'll be our 5th VDay. Ain't that something?

For Lack of a Wetter Bird, whether you’re doing it big, with someone, solo, or at the crib… do your thing tonight!

Happy Lovers' Day, y'all ❤️