Valentine's Day is for suckers

Last night I felt some sort of obligation to make our first married Valentine's Day special. I spent all afternoon cooking and husband cleaned the house and then we both changed into pretty clothes to enjoy our dinner. Then the wheels kind of came off dinner (see #1 below) and I was tired and grumpy so I went and changed into my jammies. Here's a more detailed review of the ups and downs of the day...

Bad things that happened on Valentine's Day...

1. I made twice baked potatoes as a special treat and Husband decided to show his appreciation by turning on the broiler and burning them.
2. I broke one of our ramekins, a wedding present which I hadn't even used yet.
   
3. I made chicken stuffed with goat cheese but I don't like goat cheese. I should. I like every other kind of cheese, but somehow I keep forgetting that I hate goat cheese.
4. I tried a Weight Watchers recipe for chocolate bundt cake. It turns out that cake with no oil at all is neither yummy nor visually appealing.
5. "Everyday is Valentine's Day for us." -My aesthetician (or, for you men, a lady who pulls out unwanted hairs). Oh barf.
   

Good things that happened on Valentine's Day...

1. I probably saw a tranny at the grocery store.
2. "And this music! Dude, I am seriously going to blow my head off if I have to listen to this the rest of the day." -Grocery Stocker Guy, to Grocery Stocker Guy #2, in response to horrid Valentine's themed muzac playing throughout the store.
3. Good thing: Husband and I have already made plans for next Valentine's Day. Great thing: it's a six pack of Shiner and a pizza.

I suppose in a way Husband and I could say that everyday is Valentine's Day for us. I make something for dinner because I know it's what he really wants. He sweeps up the shards when I break stuff. Over the course of months and years these have turned into romantic gestures. In retrospect I'm not really sure what I was expecting last night. That this Hallmark holiday would magically turn us into fabulous airbrushed people who don't screw stuff up all the time? That was stupid.