My Valentine's Day has been very nice...because I'm working nights, it's kinda screwy though;
When I got home at 1:18 A.M., there was still a light on in the living room, and on the coffee table was a gift basket, card, a wrapped gift, and the stereo remote with a note that said "press play." I did, and it was one of "our" songs.
Nothing naughty happened--went to bed.
Got up today after Melissa went to go fight the good fight against some Junior High kids, and my friend Tim called and wanted me and Miles to go Valentine's shopping with him. So we went and got some pseudo-kinky Strawberry Shortcake pajamas for his woman, and then Miles and I went back home.
Melissa came home, and I gave her her gifts--some white tulips (her favorite flowers), a 23-year old Gonzo and Camilla card from some dear friends (thanks--she cried!)(more because of what I wrote in it)(but also because of the card), a DVD she's wanted for a long time, some naughty and nice smelly lotions and things from Victoria's Secret, and a few other things. I also had a nice candlelight dinner waiting for her when she came home.
It pales in comparison to what I've done other years, but she liked it.
I'm at work again right now. We're officially "going out" Monday night.
That's it.
Quinnnnnnnnnnn
I like Valentine's Day. It does make a difference if you have a Valentine.