[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]

E and I had a very sweet, low-key Valentine's Day yesterday. We didn't do anything unusual. In fact, we were pretty stereotypical — he bought me chocolate and flowers and we went out to a fancy dinner at Millennium.

I'm actually quite alright with the chocolates, flowers, dinner thing. You see, no one has every gotten me chocolate and flowers for V-day before. It was kinda fun. And the food at Millennium was just fantastic, per usual.

We also got each other some other gifts. He got me a subscription to Cooks Illustrated and I got him a couple of cookbooks he's been eyeing. It was these gifts that really make me go all warm and mushy inside. We both got each other gifts related to cooking. Last year we both gave gifts related to the bedroom (things like sheets, you silly).

Without talking about it beforehand, without stating preferences, we are in synch. Our gifts complement each other. It freaks me out a bit sometimes just how much we share the same wavelength. But it's also pretty freakin' awsome. God I love this man.