I’m usually not a fan of Valentine’s Day.
Up until this year Valentine’s Day (or “Non-Long-Distance Boyfriends Shower Girlfriends with Cheesy Hallmark Gifts and Make Lonely People Feel Bad Day” as I liked to call it) was a general disappointment because I was usually 2,000 km away from my beau and he self-admittedly was not the best at arranging mail-delivered tokens of love ahead of time.
For a few years I would wait with guarded anticipation that maybe Howie would have remembered to send a card or something, perhaps arrange a Tele-Floral delivery, only to be slightly disappointed when February 14 came and went and no such delivery was made. In his defence, I would say that 80% of the time he managed to have a card delivered within a few days after the holiday, but there were a few occasions when no such delivery ever happened. And then there was that one, awful, Valentine’s Day when he tried to re-use a card I had given him and pass it off as his own. But we don’t speak of that anymore.
Much to my relief, as our relationship has grown, so too, has Howie’s ability to pre-arrange thoughtful tokens of love. This year, I was absolutely blown away when on February 13, (the day before St. Valentine’s) Howie presented me with not one, but two lovely, professionally-wrapped gifts. Did I wait for the 14th to open them? Of course not. You are dealing with a couple who opened all their Christmas gifts on December 21st.
The card was brand new, very sweet, and contained a bonus gift: a back-rub with “no strings attached.” The second gift was a really nice little book that I had expressed interest in, and the third gift, well, let’s just say Howie has outdone himself.
THE ENTIRE COLLECTION OF HARRY POTTER DVDS.
That’s right. My husband is awesome.
He explained that he saw a ton of high school kids buying all kinds of cheesy crap* at the mall and wondered if I would want that too. He decided that no, the cheesy crap wouldn’t cut it this year.
While I’m not opposed to flowers and chocolates, I can’t help but agree that nothing says “I love you” quite like 20+ hours of British wizarding adventures.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
* Cheesy crap: Howie’s name for flowers, chocolates, stuffed animals holding stuffed hearts or smaller versions of stuffed animals, poems, jewellery, and other gifts of a “pansy” nature.
Disclaimer: I sincerely apologize to anyone whom I have now turned Valentine’s Day into “Millennial Wife Brags About Her Awesome Harry Potter Gift from her Non-Long-Distance Husband and Makes Lonely People Feel Bad Day.”
What was the best (or worst) Valentine’s Day gift you ever received?