Every single year I remind him it's coming up. That I like cards and presents. I like a fuss made of me for one day in a year and every year he lets me down.
This year I even pre-emptied the present situation by ordering myself something beautiful and within budget, had it delivers to the house a week ago and he was relieved I'd done that. I told him it'd be really sweet if he could wrap it and give it to me on the day.
Today I've had no card (he's buying one later), the package is still sitting where I left it unwrapped and I just feel a bit fucked off by this. He knows I love all the superficial gifting stuff.
I just came down to find a pink envelope and some gorgeous flowers and got excited. He said our neighbour had just dropped them round. 