The most-memorable Valentine's Day I ever had was... when we flipped the whole scenario, and I was supposed to surprise my better half with stuff while he would sit and praise for everything that I did. However, I was supposed to act classy and bring out the best in that evening.
This was decided a month before the D-Day, and we never brought it up. Though, I wish he would have reminded me about it a day prior to it since; I totally forgot about it, and did not think that he would take it seriously. Anyhow, the D-day comes, he wishes me and reminds me of the "decision", and just then my whole day was put on hold.
I quickly picked up the phone, asking for reservations to any restaurant, but even with a slack in the economy, these business establishments serving food and drinks were overly booked.
Anyhow, I thought I just go out and buy some gift and landed up paying double the price for it. Roses were incredibly priced as if they were gold plated, and his favorite cologne was sold out in many stores. My day went in planning stuff and little on my work.
Well serves me right, cause I was the one who asked for that change.
Evening comes, I bring "take out" from a fancy restaurant which took me an hour to get it. Came home and placed it on a fancy dinnerware stating "I cooked it"and set the table with lights, gold plated roses, Champagne and some soft music.
We sat down to eat our "home" cooked meal, to which I repeated umpteen times more to console myself that I had planned out the evening well.
He started to dig in his plate while I watched him and I was hoping that my better half would appreciate my "home" cooked meal.
No response....Hmmm
I put the fork in my mouth, and to my dismay found the food utterly bland. "Eww, What happened, this was a good restaurant, and I waited for an hour to get my order," I said out loud!
There, that was the end of my white lie. I was blushing so hard that even the Red Roses were feeling embarrassed seeing my color since they thought they were the ones to bring in Romance in that room, but not now.
My better half broke the silence by a loud laughter, and I could not resist but, join in.
My Expectations of having a great Day without any planning was not a wise thought. I am glad it ended with a smile :)
Mantra for today: Expectations always lead to disappointment.
