My Perfect Valentine's Night.

I haven't always loved Valentine's Day. Or even really liked it at that.
To me, it was just a commercial day where people are supposed to spend money on gifts for their significant others that don't really mean anything other than "I bought you this because I thought I had to."
Frosted cookies, flowers and conversation hearts? Nah.
I am a strong believer in, if you love somebody, you should show it every day, not just once a year because it's convention. Where's the love in that?!

Over the past year, I've had a change of heart. (I'm hilarious)

Although I do still live by my belief, I'm not so cynical about February 14th.
I'm grateful to be living in a world filled with so much love.
Whether you're single, taken, or anywhere in between, any good reason to celebrate love is okay by me.

As my boyfriend and I have only been officially together for a month, I didn't have high expectations for Valentine's Day and an evening spent veged in front of the TV, drinking  a four pack of Monster Energy as per usual was more than fine by me.

I actually felt rather awkward.
Do I buy him a present? Will he get mad if I don't? Do I have to plan something elaborate and romantic? What if he laughs at said elaborate and romantic plans?
I was a little apprehensive.

Then he offered to cook me a nice, candle-lit dinner at his place as he had the house to himself.
I was A LOT apprehensive.

I am the fussiest eater on the planet. A vegetarian that doesn't eat veggies.
Or cheese. Or Seafood. Or eggs. Or anything for that matter, this is a man who burns oven-cook wedges, a man who puts pasta in the pot before the water has boiled, who puts aluminium foil in the microwave. The only thing I've seen him 'cook' successfully is cereal. And even then, the Cornflake to milk ratio is way off.

But I'd never had anyone other than my own mother cook for me before, so I was rather excited at the same time, and swooned at the thought of a man slaving over the stove for me for a change.

After a shitty day at work, I was pleasantly surprised when I walked in to his kitchen and I could see by huge smile on his face as he sat down in front of me, he was proud of his work. He cooked us a simple, yet delicious meal of spinach and ricotta ravioli with a tomato and spinach sauce.

Such a prefect date, it fit us to a tee - chilled out, not too corny, and free.

I hope you all had a wonderful Valentine's Day, spent with the one (or ones) you love.