no reservations

"I like to have a martini,
Two at the very most.
After three I am under the table,
after four I'm under my host."

-Dorothy Parker

People rush during Christmas sale. It is the busiest season in the world. Kids drool at the thought of Santa’s sleigh full of yummy goodies and toys. Reunions here, there and everywhere and of course, the gleeful carols. This is his favorite holiday.

Many mistake it as mine, too. I have a Facebook survey, questioning how much people on my friends’ list know me. I asked if they know my favorite holiday and if I remember it right, it was only my sister who knew that my favorite day is Valentine’s day. Majority said that I love Christmas. Yes, I too, I enjoy Christmas.

Although the day has direct connection with Saint Valentine having his feast day on the same date, both highlights love as the driving force for man to live. That is why in my heart of hearts, nothing beats the enchantment of Valentine’s Day.

When I saw the tent floating on the lake, I asked the resort attendant of that table is reserved for someone. As he answered yes, I knew it wasn’t for us. When I saw the lovers approaching their reserved floating table on a kayak, I wanted to get an eraser and take them off the scene.

There I was whining on the pool’s bar with my back on him, while he was making a conversation happen between us. He knew I wanted that table the moment I asked the attendant how much it costs to have something like that set up. Finally, I gave up staring at the now occupied table and asked for both of us to leave the premises before I could do more damage to my brain with my silence and almost falling tears.

How can I give justice to my flip out coiffeur? My eyeshadow would definitely be highlighted with a candle light as it matches my dress. We went all over the city for a table for two, but most people are out for occasional dinner…and there was none. The last flicker of hope died when he suggested my hated fast food chain’s take out!

I could speak no more.

How could I not understand? All week he had work. With his new boss around he had to compel with all that is required. He already told me beforehand of his lack of preparation for this event and he is just naturally, the not-so-sweet guy. But of course, dialing a dainty restaurant for a reservation wouldn’t take much. I felt guilty for my unsaid demands.

As if it was meant to be, we went back to the resort’s coffee shop. A waiter led us to a table, with rose petals, crystal goblets and wine glasses. Before the Tiger Prawns were laid down, I was already swarming him with all the hugs and kisses in the world!

Just as it is, Valentine’s day is reserved for me.

Gong Xi Fa Cai!