As I mentioned yesterday, I'm not really a fan of Valentine's Day but I was pretty smitten with B so I decided to try and make the day special and fun.
Valentine's Day was on Saturday so I woke up early and snuck out to my car where I'd left an arsenal of Valentine's stuff.
First up was breakfast so I hid chocolate covered strawberries I'd made in the fridge along with champagne and got started on pancakes or hashbrowns or something like that.
Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded as the smoke detector went off. I ran into B's room and panicked, "Don't get up! I got it."
So much for surprising him in bed.
Finally, after turning on the fan above his 1970's olive-green oven I couldn't get the smoke detector to turn off, I moped into his room and asked for help.
"But don't look at anything!"
Tunneling his vision with his hands, B made his way over to the smoke detector
Once he finally got the dumb smoke detector off, I made him go back to bed. Obeying my wishes, he responded with a smile and a "You're cute."
I continued to try and make hasbrowns only to have the stupid smoke detector go off again! The food wasn't even burning. I'm not a good cook, but I'm not that bad.
After that, I let him stay up, but he had to stay in the living room.
Finally, breakfast was ready. I went with total class and served mimosas in plastic champagne flutes, chocolate covered strawberries that were sweating (how was I supposed to know you shouldn't put them in the fridge?!), croissants, and hashbrowns that were just barely done because I was afraid of the smoke detector going off.
We exchanged gifts
I gave him a griddle.
How's that for romance?
In my defense, I did have on a cute, lacy, little bra, but he never even saw it.
After breakfast we headed to the aquarium where 47632p46 had the same idea - there was actually a line to get in.
As long as I've lived in Seattle, I'd never been to to aquarium, so it was pretty cool
Except for the parts where you're surrounded by water - I have an irrational fear of water.
The romantics that we are, I agreed to work that night so we spent the night at a club.
And that, my friends is how you convince a guy to spend 5 Valentine's Days with you: shatter his dreams with a smoke detector, feed him high-class food, give him an appliance as a present then spend the night at the club.
The griddles' gotten a lot of use.