Valentine’s Day is traditionally a time where men are challenged to muster all of their romantic abilities together for just one day so they cam impress their mate. This is traditionally an area in which I have failed so miserably that the holiday is no longer observed in our household. This is totally, completely 100% my fault. All of the romantic ability I have to muster could probably be compared to a small canoe in the Atlantic Ocean. In other words, present but not so magnificent. On top of that, Jennifer is not someone who can be bought with jewelry, clothes or flowers. She’s very conservative with spending and views Valentine’s Day with a certain amount of suspicion. To her, it’s a good day to show how you feel about someone but, to her, it is very much a Hallmark Holiday. I tell you all of that to tell you this. Tonight Jenn made my favorite dinner and had key lime pie waiting afterwards. It wasn’t too expensive and it made me very happy. So now I have about 12 hours tomorrow to come up with the right way to tell her I too love her very much. I didn’t want to do this but it might be time to use my little secret weapon to help me. Who could resist chocolate covered strawberries delivered by a 2 foot tall waiter? Now, I wonder howblong it will take him tomorrow morning to teach him to hold a tray…