My wife is way better than I am. I've come to grips with this, but she keeps telling me it's not true (that's just because she's still in denial).
For Valentine's Day, she did all kinds of cool stuff. I won't go into all the details, but let's just say one of the many things she did involved removing the original fortunes from a bunch of fortune cookies and inserting her own messages about why she loves me.
I'm a jerk, because when last Saturday rolled around, I woke up with nothing for her. I have a good excuse (well ... a semi-good excuse). Earlier that week when I was going to finalize everything, I got sick and was flat in bed for two days.
Long story short, I finally got everything together and gave her my gift yesterday morning.
Since she is a stay at home mom, I figure the best thing I can give her right now is time to be by herself. As a result, I tried (somewhat in vain) to make our bathroom look like a spa. I had a bunch of candles, fresh fruit, ice water, soft music, her robe, etc. all laid out for her and set her up with a bubble bath, while I played at being a defensive lineman and distracted our daughter. It went over okay, and I thought I would include a couple pictures, just so you know it actually happened.
Enjoy our shoebox of a bathroom:
Here are a few in the harsh light of day, since the others are a little blurry without the flash: