We're talking our best (or worst) Valentine's Day memories.
CLARICE: Once again, I'll start by saying, don't laugh. My favorite Valentine's Day really is more silly than romantic - a few years ago my daughter was performing in a school activity that happened to fall on Valentine's Day. In order not to miss her performance, my husband and I had to be at a school in another town around 5:00 PM and we had no idea how long we'd be, but we knew we didn't want to have Valentine's dinner in a high school cafeteria, so we decided on the nearest place - Arby's. There aren't many Arby's in our area, so it was sort of a treat, and we had such a good time that the following year my husband joked that he wanted to take me to our special spot for dinner again. Arby's. We've been having Valentine's Day dinner at Arby's for several years now, and we bring the whole family. It's silly, but it's fun. Okay, you can laugh.
B.E.: I don't really have any 'best Valentine's Day' stories. For years, I've been the Scrooge for this particular holiday. Valentine's Day? Bah. Humbug. I think my venom for the day started back in college. You see, I was dating this man. I was so head-over-heels in love with him that against all better judgement, I chased him (even though he was my boss at the time). And I caught him. Or I thought I did. We dated from sometime in August until February 14th. He took me to a lovely Italian restaurant. We ate awesome food. And then he took me back to his place. "Where do you see this going?" he said. I don't remember what I said back. I stammered something, I think. Then he told me he didn't see it going anywhere. And he needed it to be going somewhere, I guess. Especially since I learned later that his old girlfriend came back to town about a week before he dumped me. They got married the following summer.
But the happy ending is that I eventually found my true love and every day is Valentine's Day for me now. (The good kind - not the horrible kind.)
JB: I feel pressure to put up a good Valentine's Day memory. So even though I'm writing this before Valentine's Day, I'm going to put up this year's "memory" even though it hasn't happened yet. (I'll confirm or deny how well it went (or didn't) in the comments.)
We don't usually make V'Day plans, but I caught Long Suffering off-guard this year when I actually said I wanted something. No lingerie. No flowers. No chocolate.
What I really, really wanted, was to see Straight No Chaser perform. (You know your man loves you when he doesn't hesitate to agree to go to an acappella concert, lol.)
Tell us Killer Friends: What V'Day memories make your heart pitter-patter?