Nothing says "I love you" like...

...this Valentine's Day present...

Now lest you think my hubs is a chauvenist pig who bought the little woman a stove for V-Day, let me say that my man loves to cook. So, we went out yesterday and bought this, really, for each other. Our range is on the old side, and this was the last appliance we needed to replace, so there it is. Now he can prepare me lovely meals whilst I recline on my chaise lounge and fine muscled men in loincloths feed me grapes and fan me with palm fronds... Yeah, more like he can cook while I manage the rugrats/laundry/taxi service/clean/t-ball/playgroup/etc, etc, et-freaking-cetera...

I did get some roses...

And the early present of my Blackberry...which I still haven't fully figured out.

We also had a lovely night of sushi and many beepers.

Followed by a dose of allergy meds, a really sucky movie (pass on "Flashbacks of a Fool", although a high point would be seeing Daniel Craig's oh-so-fine nakey boo-daddy...it is quite a nice pooper...) Makes me reconsider watching 007 movies. Maybe they wouldn't be so bad...

Then we both zonked out. Not quite the romantic whirlwind...but there's always February 15th.