I made John a big cinnamon roll with cream cheese frosting and a cute red heart on top for breakfast along with a Valentine's day card. John gave me his credit card so I could buy a new stroller. Yea, we're all kinds of romantic over here.
Traditionally, I give John candy and John buys me a dozen rozes (the only time of year I get flowers), a balloon and a teddy bear. We broke the tradition last year, being in Panama, John felt that the holiday didn't apply. They do celebrate Valentine's Day in Panama, but apparently, we don't celebrate holidays while out of the country (we didn't really celebrate our anniversary either). This year, we've got a sick little boy who won't let me out of his sight, so our original plans of stealing away for the afternoon for a quiet lunch together followed by a movie with a rating well above 'G' will have to wait. John's got the next five days off of work, so we'll have plenty of time to squeeze in a little together time. That is, of course, unless John gets Alex's flu (highly likely unfortunately), in such case, I'll have to wait until our anniversay (March 3) for any romance.
No matter, I'm lucky in that I'm married to a man who shows me he loves me every single day. He's not the kind of guy to lavish me with gifts and flowers, even on occasions that warrant it. He is the kind of man who will look over at me while we're lounging on the sofa in our jammies watching Star Trek reruns and say "you are beautiful, I love you so much". Six and a half years into our relationship, the man can still kiss me and make me weak in the knees. John is my Valentine everyday.
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