Mines was on Valentine’s Day. For many reasons. And it was his own dang fault.
3 weeks before V-day, we drove to the city and he got the ring while I wandered the mall. I saw the cute little bag that the ring lady gave him and everything, so I KNEW he had it. I was excited, but sad I knew. *shrug* whatever.
2 weeks before V-day, he starts whispering how he wants this to be the best V-day of my life (our first one we got to enjoy together, cause our very first V-day he worked a double shift)
Feb1-14, he spoiled me with every cute, cuddly, chocolatey, flowery, adorable thing he could get his hands on. From whitman’s chocolates, to moshi pillows saying “kiss me”, to cuddly teddy bears, Every thing! I loved it all and tried to be equally lovey on him all I could. He then informed me he asked for V-day off. I’m like cool! Then he gets reservations for the best restaurant in town I’d never been too. Woohoo!! (btw, they were Awesome!!) So all of this is building up to a proposal, he even said so. Well if you ladies remember I was a little put out, cause I didn’t want to know and be all nervous, which I told him it’d be nice if it was a surprise, but whatever, it should be totally what he wanted to plan. So, V-day happens, it was an odd day to say the least, but nevertheless, he DID totally surprise me. He surprised me in the fact that after 2 weeks of being the most loving man on the universe, he forgot everything. No, didn’t forget, just didn’t do it. No flowers, no chocolates, no kisses, just silence. So I came home crying before we even had a chance to go to dinner. My parents bought me chocolates to cheer me up after they realized my bf just wasn’t going to. I cleaned up, we went to dinner, on the way home he got flowers out of an apology (who gets apology flowers on V-day?)
It’s been the only day we fought. I still to this day don’t have a single clue why he forgot everything on V-day, made promises up and down it would be a wonderful day, and wouldn’t hardly talk to me that day. So instead of enjoying eachother’s company, and having a normal fun V-day, every V-day we’ve had so far has sucked.
I know it all sounds petty, but it feels so good to get that off my chest.