I think V-Day is a pile of garbage - a lame Hallmark Holiday, like Love Day on the Simpsons; however, since my wife is a stereotypical woman, I must observe it. One Valentine's Day, years ago, I was caught up in a really obnoxious project similar to coordinating the invasion of Normandy, and I forgot all about it.
She never let me forget it.
This year I bought her a pair of platinum earrings, candy, and a card with a Photoshopped, smiling kitten on the cover. I gave her everything Friday night so she could start the weekend happy. It worked.
We had no real plans on Sunday other than laying around the house and hanging out, but then our upstairs toilet broke. I spent Valentine's Day repairing a toilet.
How's that for romance?
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