My Valentines

Hello ladies, it feels like a long time since my last post, but my husband had a long three-day weekend and I just found a little bit of time to update you on my Valentine's Day celebration, even if it comes a little bit late in the game.

With hubby, we decided to celebrate Valentine's Day a day before, on Saturday night, because we were hosting a Valentine's Day playdate for my daughter's best friends and their parents on Sunday afternoon and we thought that after that we wouldn't be in the mood for a romantic dinner (not to mention that I absolutely wanted to watch the Pairs Figure Skating Short Program on Sunday night and watching TV isn't ranked amongst the most romantic Valentine's Day activities).

We have this tradition that if we stay in for Valentine's Night (and we decided to stay in because we hadn't booked any restaurant and anyway finding a babysitter last-minute for Valentine's Night is nearly impossible) we order sushi at our favorite sushi place (as we don't normally order sushi), but I wanted to bake something for dessert.
So around 7, while I was baking a chocolate cake, my daughter managed to burn her fingers pretty badly on the bulb of my bedside table lamp (while my husband was with her!), and because I didn't have any anti-burn first-aid ointment and husband was taking care of her I had to stop baking my cake and run out to the closest Duane to buy some (I know that it's silly to put ointment on a burn an hour after the fact but it reassured my husband, plus it helps the healing and to avoid scars). Now, there was a MONSTER line at Duane of last-minute Valentine's givers (mostly men) who were buying Valentine's cards and chocolates. And I had to skip the line because the register at the pharmacy was already closed and explain to the angry costumers in the line that it was an emergency. Which gave me a big headache.

All this to say that when I got home I wasn't in the mood any longer and I almost called off the celebrations. I didn't, but I could really have ruined it and I have to thank my husband who stepped up and saved our Valentine's dim-lit dinner. First of all, when I showed up for our dinner in my jeans and not showered (and clearly not in the mood for romance) his disappointed face made me go back and take a shower. That really changed everything because once showered I made the effort to dress-up (I wore the Banana Republic silk-print dress that you have seen in one of the latest posts) and felt like celebrating again.

Second, he had a Valentine surprise for me and ladies, let me tell you, I was SHOCKED. He picked up a neon pink stretch lace babydoll by Victoria Secrets and I can't even remember the last time that he offered me some lingerie (we were probably dating and we have been married for twelve years). I really didn't think that he would have something for me, especially because he had travelled all the week, and for a second I felt bad for ordering myself a bottle of the new Chloe perfume in lieu of cadeau from him (he was nice about it though, because I had told him the day before and even knowing that I had bought myself a present, he still went to Victoria's Secret on Saturday morning and picked up the babydoll. BTW, he said that my daughter helped him to choose the color, which I can totally believe!)

Needless to say we had a very romantic evening. By the way, I did finish my chocolate cake, so at least I can say that I participated in the making of the dinner:




The Chloe perfume arrived today (the package didn't make it here for Valentine's Day because of last week bad weather) along with the Tory Burch shoes that I have finally ordered over the weekend with the 25% off promotion. I have also received a long-regretted Jcrew item from last year that I have finally bought on ebay last week, but more about these purchases in the next post (I also did a little bit of shopping at the Gap and want to talk about one item in particular). So stay tuned!