We don't actually celebrate Valentine's Day. Our big celebration is the day before. See 18 years ago my sweetie and I started dating (again) exclusively. So that's the date that means something to us. Not the day that is commercially acceptable.
And honestly I don't ask for anything. Don't need it.
But my sweet baboo did go out and get me some roses. And these mean more to me than a dozen ever would.
Why you might ask. There's only three. Exactly! Three sweet roses in a small vase with a stuffed orange kitty on the side. He chose this one because of the cat. It looks a little like my cat, Pumpkin. Pumpkin is my buddy. And my hubby knows that. So he put thought into the gift. And that makes it even better.