Things I Love Thursday – Happy Valentine’s Day!

What a delightful Thursday, and how nice of it to fall on Valentine’s Day. Even when I was single Valentine’s Day was one of those strange lovely days where I’d try and arrange online Valentine’s Day Card/gift exchanges with strangers (and yes, this whole swapping thing has been ever present) and get wrapped up in the silly cute celebrations of love and affection. I’m just “that guy,” you know… the one that takes a moment to take stock of all the “things [she] loves” every week? Yup. That one that reads about love stories (like the man who arranged to have flowers delivered to his wife on Valentine’s day), or the look on (especially elderly) same-sex couples faces after they get the same right and freedom to get married in those early days. Well, I tear up a little (or lots), I’m a sap. Yup. I also love Valentine’s Day, and the associated cookies, cakes, (recycled)paper cards, and other silliness. Oh my. Read this: twitter.com/jamster83/stat… (via @decath10n) — Shaun Usher (@LettersOfNote) February 9, 2013 JC made last year’s Valentine’s Day pretty special, because, as I’m finding out, he’s “that guy,” that one that seems to have a penchant for sweeping me off my feet in amazing and ridiculous gestures. With everyday kindnesses, and over-the-top surprises. As an example, it never occurred to me to celebrate (or keep track of) a 6-month anniversary, but there he was, making a date of it. Today’s dinner plans are a mystery (to me), but whatever we’re…

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Once upon a Valentine’s Day – with help from Bunners and Cafe Belong.

So, I’m just going to brag. I had a really fantastic Valentine’s Day this year, and JC made it happen. I’ve always been a fan of the pink and red holiday. Even while most of my social group was decrying the horrors of commercialism, and the absurd expectations that are put on people on Valentine’s day,  I love the idea of a day devoted to celebrating love. Because sure, you can celebrate love everyday – but (most) people don’t! I think The Oatmeal really sums up my feeling on the worst thing about Valentines Day with this Comic. I sent people ridiculous little handmade cards this year. And picked up tickets to Avenue Q at the Lower Ossington Theatre for Mr.JC, despite my hatred of musicals (and to some extent – puppets.) But that doesn’t really compare to the nice series of surprises that were in store for me. Apparently JC had ordered some flowers, and they were supposed to be hand delivered to my office that day. Unfortunately, the building I work in had received a bomb threat for Valentines Day, so they weren’t accepting any packages from anyone. So a very enraged (so I hear) Purolator courier driver was turned away, with a big box of flowers and a teddy bear. Teaching me it really is the thought that counts, because despite this security kerfuffle, it was an absolutely sweet start to the day. (we did pick them up the day after and they were still lovely.) After an otherwise boring,…

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