On Monday, while we were eating dinner at home, I asked the hubby – Would you like to go out for dinner tomorrow?
Sure, we can go out if you don’t feel like cooking.
I went – Duh, it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow!
And then he said – I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day.
Greeeat. How nice for me. Well, in all fairness, the hubby had already gotten me a V-Day present in Singapore and it was a super generous one too. But thinking about us being the only couple not celebrating love on V-Day sucked.
I searched my blog and discovered that we’ve never actually celebrated V-Day in our relationship. It’s always been “just one of the days” for us. I couldn’t help but think back of the very first V-Day dinner that I had. I was 19 years old and my ex-boyfriend had taken me to this fancy steakhouse where we sat in a dark booth and ate a freaking expensive set dinner that came with a heart shaped dessert. They also gave me a stalk of rose and us a polaroid picture to keep. I was thrilled. Yes, it’s lame but I’m a sucker for such crappy romance.
It turned out that the hubby did get me some really pretty flowers. He had to
beg persuade a florist to put together something for him at the last minute because they were only doing V-Day orders that day. Haha..
He also sprung by the supermarket at lunch time and came back with enough exotic meat to feed us for 3 Valentine’s Day dinners!
In the end, we had a quiet evening at home. We prepared a fancy ostrich steak dinner together, downed a delicious bottle of wine, played some “love music” (he called it) and had a long dance.. by that, I mean barefoot and moving together with my feet on his feet. Yeap, that’s how we dance. We vowed to dance this way at our children’s wedding parties in the future. Haha..
It was a pretty great V-Day celebration. And being a sucker for love and all things lovey dovey, I had a great evening. Which is a comfort considering that this year has started out so bad for me. It’s like everything close to heart hasn’t gone well for me and I really needed one special day to lift my moods.
I don’t need a fancy V-Day dinner. If my days can be filled with more love and less hurt every day, I will be happy. Even without the ostrich. =)