I’ve never been a big fan of Valentine’s Day. When I was single, it was at worst a reminder of my solitude, at best an evening when you couldn’t get a reservation for a decent restaurant.Â When I was with someone, it seemed like it was a holiday of forced romance and unreasonable expectations. Somewhat doomed to fail. That being said, I’ve had some very pleasant Valentine’s Day experiences, mostly because I have a husband who takes it about as seriously as I do and generally, when we go out, we enjoy each others’ company and have a good time.Â But this isn’t about me, of course. Your question for the day (and you knew this was coming):
Valentine’s Day – love it or hate it? And, if you’re in the mood, tell us your hottest or most horrific Valentine’s Day stories!