Girls will be girls

Valentine's Day is a mere 3 days away ... again. While I would love to be presented with a little something shiny to go on my left ring finger, I'm fully aware of my other half's financial situation, and I know not to entertain that hope for longer than 2.5 lovely, self-indulgent seconds. But here's the thing -- pay attention here, boys -- I love to get flowers. And not just me; all women love to get flowers. And they're a perfectly acceptable replacement for jewelry.

I know, I know. It's such a cliche that women everywhere are born with the innate desire to get flowers on every possible occasion. (Birthday, Valentine's Day, Wedding Day, Bad Hair Day, etc.) But things become cliche for a reason, right? Yeah, it's because women really do love flowers. Try as a modern woman might to deny it, we just can't help ourselves. I went through relationship after relationship without ever being on the receiving end of so much as an illegally plucked wildflower. I told myself that it was because my boyfriends were too creative for that, but I squealed like a girl when a box stamped with 1800flowers.com arrived at my apartment and I found a bouquet of purple lilies tucked inside.

So, guys, don't fight what has been proven throughout history. But, please, do try to be creative and find out what her favorite flower is. If she won't fess up, don't worry ... it's no accident that red roses are synonymous with Valentine's Day. And if she says she doesn't want flowers, ignore her -- just this once. I promise she won't hold it against you.