// February 17th, 2009 // 1 Comment » // Cape Town, Life (and the living of it), Love
What a bad blogger I am! I didn’t even mention Valentine’s Day. My apologies.
I suppose it’s because Valentines has never been a huge deal for me. Which is odd, considering my passion for love and my collection of all things heart-shaped! I suppose I’ve always been part of the gang that thinks you should be loving and romantic every day.
That said, I do think sometimes we need a kick up the pants, and this year’s Valentines was a perfect example of that for me…
My man and I ended up celebrating on Friday the 13th, because my brother and sister-in-law and their adorable baby were staying with us and I said we’d babysit on Friday. So my man cooked me up an amazingly delicious feast – a bacon, baby potato and spinach leaf starter followed by a herb and sticky chicken salad and chocolate souffle. Oh yes. I said chocolate souffle. It was INCREDIBLE.
We had dinner by candlelight and played a fun game called “I love you more than…” which entailed finding things we love, and then saying how much more we loved each other.
For example, “I love you more than you love a bar of 70% dark chocolate that you don’t have to share with anybody.” (Me to him).
“I love you more than you love a ladybird landing on your finger.” (Him to me).
“I love you more than swimming in the sea.” (Me to him, but a stretch!)
It was fun, and silly, and so lovely to spend quality time with each other with nothing else to do and nowhere else to go. I think sometimes when you live together you have to work a little harder to make things romantic.. We have so much fun together, but it’s easy to forget to make things special.
And we exchanged little cute gifts, which was fun. I got two heart-shaped dishes for my kitchen, which I’ve been eyeing out for weeks!

I think what made this year’s Valentines so special was that I didn’t pretend I didn’t want to celebrate. Usually I say it’s not a big deal and we don’t have to get each other anything or make a fuss, and then I end up disappointed when I don’t get anything and there’s no fuss. This year I suggested we have a romantic dinner and get each other little tokens, and I was so happy!
Amazing, isn’t it, how sometimes you just have to be bold enough to ask for what it is you want?
On actual Valentines night my brother cooked us an incredible dinner (think carpaccio, freshly caught fish and calamari and chilli rolls!) and my man and I went to a superfun party and danced the night away. All in all, a day full to bursting with love…
How about you?