the friendliest flowers

A bouquet of daisies.

That's what that darling man showed up with on my doorstep at 7:45 AM yesterday.

Oh, and he brought me a heart shaped tin full of chocolates too.

Cheesy?

Probably.

Have I always wanted one?

Yes.

And he knows me all too well.

He then proceeded to make me a steak dinner that night,

(almost burning my apartment down in the process - we're learning how to use a cast iron skillet to the dismay of my poor kitchen/roommates)

and snuggled up with me to watch Sleepless in Seattle.

Is there a better way to spend Valentine's Day?

I'd like to submit that there is not.