Eh, Valentine's Day....

Can't say I've ever been fond of the holiday.  I like to say its because I worked in a Hallmark in highschool and would spend hours upon hours in a sea of red bagging candy, but that's not really why I dislike the holiday.  To me, its kind of like New Years Eve -- there is too much pressure to make the night memorable. 

I did have one memorable Valentine's Day.  It was with my first boyfriend in highschool after we had been dating almost a year.  He was a pretty schleppy dresser and on our budgets (he worked at Harmon's) we didn't exactly splurge when we went out.  As a complete surprise, he showed up at my door in a suit, holding a dozen roses, and a box of chocolates.  It was very cliche, but very sweet.  It was a big deal for him to get out of torn jeans and a flannel shirt, which was what I appreciated the most. 

Can't say I've really had any memorable V-days since then, or that I even care.... last year on Valentine's day there was a blizzard in Philly.  The state-owned liquor stores closed down (unbenonst to everybody) and I felt bad for all of the people that had made reservations at BYOB's and couldn't get their hands on a bottle of booze.  I believe we went out for a drink or two at a bar with friends.  Afterwards, we hung out with two of our single friends in our apartment and had fun helping one of them create his profile on match.com.  I was the one at the computer and I marked down that he enjoyed skinnydipping -- something he only realized weeks later -- very amusing!

There's an article on CNN today about the unnecessary V-day expectations that make the day stressful. 

Our plans for tonight?  We've having steaks and salad and a nice bottle of wine.... no biggie.