So, on Valentine's Day eve, I would suggest that you don't rant on to your husband about how Valentine's Day is a total waste of time and money and frankly if anyone ever wanted to spend $40 on flowers how you'd much rather they took that money and bought you a couple of tea-camellias, or maybe three blueberry bushes.
It is a good thing that my husband enjoys laughing at my discomfort and loves me to bits in equal measure.
Yeah. He's a lucky man.
And I am without doubt, the luckiest girl in the world as well.
Love you, my sweet, and thanks. I never, ever expected such a lovely, wonderful, beautiful surprise (obviously!)