My valentine day went something like this:
I had actually agreed earlier last week to house-sit my bosses' house over the weekend because he was going away. I thought that this would be the perfect time to do something special for my g/f.
So, on friday, we met at my apartment as usual and I gave her a card for valentines. It was nothing special, but later in the day I snuck another, more romantic card into her backpack for her to find at her next class. She liked that a lot, but it didn't stop there. After I got off school, I left a letter on her door inviting her over for dinner at 6. She found the letter after she got off of school later in the afternoon. Of course, she thought I meant at my place, so at 6 she called and I said she could come over.
Now, I wasn't there, because I was at the house preparing everything. I got a couple candles for a candlelit dinner, some drinks
, pasta, salad, and was getting it all ready. I left a note on my door so when she came over, I gave her directions to find me.
Anyways, It turned out great. The house was nice, and she loved the dinner idea. The night was incredible.