Got a "grumpy" mule pack of coffee and a "snore & peace" herbal tea (all unwrapped) which DH panic bought yesterday when he find out I had bought him something - a really nice (and quite expensive) bottle of red wine, which I spent a long time choosing according to his taste.
He seemed super proud with himself too - I had to close my eyes and all...
I wasn't expecting a diamond ring but this is shit and is making me wonder whether he knows me at all or actually loves me.
I had a bacon butty brought to him in bed this morning, last night I had prepared a nice meal, a nice pudding, chilled a bottle of prosecco, not to mentioned "afters" in bed. If I hadn't done this, Valentine's Day would have been a big fat nothing.
To top it all DS2 had made a V card at preschool (for daddy) and DS1 got upset because he had nothing, so I helped him make a card (for daddy), explaining to him that children don't need to bother as it's a special day for mummies and daddies to show how much they loved each other.
So he got 3 lovely cards, a bottle of expensive wine, dinner and sex and I got a bag of Fucking "grumpy" mule and sone grandmother herbal tea to help me sleep - he obviously failed to notice that I'm asleep by 9pm pretty much everyday as I'm totally exhausted of working and looking after the children/house.
Never felt so little loved.
I'm going to drum into my boys to look after their wives.
Fucking Valentine's Day and I never usually swear!