Usually, Matt and I don't make a big deal about the day. It's a big Hallmark production, roses that should sell for $10 sell for $50, and frankly, going to dinner this night is more of a hassle than a romantic event.
But. A week ago Matt told me he had gotten me a present and there was nothing I could do to deter him from giving it to me. And that I wasn't supposed to give anything to him.
I thought that was a pretty damn awesome deal.
But, eventually, I knew I couldn't not give him something. So I sought out this:
RedEnvelope.com describes them as bittersweet chocolate truffles, in the shape of frogs, one topped with a 24 carat gold edible crown. "The rest are a collection of 'reject' frogs in amusing positions."
Calling the frogs "rejects" and defining their positions as "amusing" cemented my decision to buy them. Also, the fact that they were on sale.
So, this morning, after much anticipation, Matt opened his present. And we feasted on amusing reject frogs. Then, Matt brought out his present.
At which point, I started squealing. Because it was wrapped in a tell-tale Tiffany blue box. Which I opened to discover this:
A celebration of the fact that we're half-way through with Akron, and in six months, we're going to be in the Big Apple.
And even better? I was already wearing a shirt that would show off the necklace today. Hell, all the shirts I own are sternum-showers, so it's not that surprising.
But the best Valentine's Day present of all? Because of the insane blizzard we're experiencing, Matt gets to stay home with me today.