our 1 year isn't for a long time (still 3 months to go) but he keeps talking about it and what he wants to do for valentine's.
so after all this build up, and my intense inclination to spoil the crap out of anyone on special occasions (im pretty sure when i have kids they will end up monsters because of it) i'm already digging for ideas.
for his birthday i got him a really nice watch. which he loved, and wears almost every day, and talked about for weeks afterwards. which is part of the problem!
damn me! why am i so good? (eyeroll) now i feel like i can't compete/beat or equal that. and now he has more money than he did then, thus has more things that he wanted but couldn't afford, so finding something he wants isn't even that easy anymore.
for v-day i was thinking about getting professional pin-up pictures done...but then i thought about it. and thats probably more narcissistic if anything, and way more fun for me than it would be for him. (specially since i'm the one who loves that kind of stuff not him)
i just really have no idea what to even get him. a nice tie and all the typical things seem so lame. especially since i have caught wind of his newly formed jenn-present-giving-plan. pretty much any occasion he will buy me a piece of more money than he should be spending - hello kitty jewelry.
i looked up the prices online (bad me i know) and its just TOO expensive. its not fair to have him spend that on me, especially when he works so hard yet is somehow always broke. (he doesn't even spend frivolously either ((that i know of)) which makes that whole ordeal a bit confusing.) and since i am in the somewhat better, yet still crappy financial situation, i feel like i should be doing something amazing-and-great and thoughtful for him. ugh.
any suggestions are welcome! & i'll try to think of something brilliant, soon.
side note.
i was just eating a lean pocket wrapped in a napkin. some napkin adhered itself to the lean pocket, and absolutely refuses to let go of the crusty goodness. so i just ate the napkin bits stuck on it.
uh. i hope paper-eating is well tolerated by my stomach.