I like to think of myself as a fairly low maintenance Valentine. I hate fighting the crowds at restaurants on holidays, so no fancy dinner reservations necessary. I love flowers, but always tell my husband not to buy them on Valentine’s Day. They are usually overpriced and not in good condition anyway. Oh, and I’m not a big fan of roses. But as a girl who worked in corporate America for 11 years before Daphne, I’ll tell you there can be some pride and competition between women in the workplace for the best Valentine’s bouquet. Am I right?! Isn’t there always that one woman in the office who gets an arrangement so big that it takes up her entire desk. Then my “don’t buy me Valentine’s flowers” stance looks a little pathetic. Just me and maybe a few of the single ladies without flowers on our desks. But it didn’t bother me enough to have my husband buy them for me.

Valentine’s gifts are negotiable, depends on the year. The only part not negotiable? A card. I tell my husband he has to get me a card. Or make me a card. Or send me a frakking e-card. Something to signify “I thought of you today!” And you know what? Sometimes my husband still grumbles about getting me a card. Someone please tell him how easy he has it. My husband just thinks Valentine’s Day is a BS holiday and we shouldn’t play into the marketing machine. Really, just spend the $2.99 on a card. It won’t kill you.

(Cover your heart, Indy!)
But just because I’m a Valentine’s grump, doesn’t mean I don’t love hearing about other people’s plans. What do you have planned for this weekend?







