Be mine...

We had a huge Valentines Day conversation at work today. It started when Don proclaimed that he wasn't into the commercialism of Valentines, and me and Michelle countered with the "you don't need to spend the money as long as you show you care" argument. The discussion didn't really go much further than those arguments, but it was very passionate. We had to break it off when the boys when to play some foosball, and we went back to work - but then our giggling receptionist came to bring a delivery to Pris: she had received a huge bouquet of red roses and a fruit basket from her boyfriend in Winnipeg. This was a perfect opportunity of course to bring home the point about a thoughtful gift (although not necessarily a cheap one) - Pris absolutely loves fruit, and for her the gift was so much better than any box of chocolates and her boyfriend obviously knows it.

Most people seem to be in two camps about the whole thing. First one says that it's a stupid commercial celebration and that you shouldn't need an excuse to treat your partner to a lovely surprise. The second one thinks that it's nice that there's one specific day to remember your loved one. Personally, I don't really care either way - if some people need the special incentive that's fine with me, but if not it's none of my business either. I like chocolates and flowers as much as the next girl, but there are even better things my man can give me... and he's promised to cook me dinner. As I plan and cook about 150 meals a year for him, that's one pretty damn nice thought.

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