Oh hey. >< Long overdue post here. Sorry!

Vday was..

I don't know.

It wasn't a disappointment per se, considering it's our first Vday together after what, 4 years?

But we could have done better.

I was planning for a DIY Facial Massage/Spa thing and even went to source out the recipes suitable for Melvin's skin and all.
One thing tripped me up - the need for castor oil. And it's the one ingredient in the facial massage oil that cannot be swapped. No, not the castor oil as in car lubricant. The cold pressed kind that you can apply/consume. It's apparently fantastic for cleaning out your pores (oil dissolves oil and all) and the oilier your skin, the more castor oil you should use.
i.e for normal skin, you use a 20% castor oil, 80% extra virgin olive oil. And for oily skin, you use a 30% castor oil and 70% extra virgin olive oil blend.

For the life of me, I could not find castor oil! I tried GNC, Nature's Farmway, all the supermarts, pharmacies...
NONE to be found!

I gave up after searching for one entire week.

So we settled for a dinner/movie thingame. I made sure I booked the tickets beforehand so we didn't need to deal with the queues. So that was alright.
Dinner was.. OK I suppose. It's just dinner. Order, eat and pay.

Romance between us is dead I tell you. Dead and quickly decomposing.
But before Melvin gives me the 'what about All the other stuff I do for you?' lecture - YES, he still does sweet little things for me.
But still. The romance is kinda..dead.

so that was that.

We went for 2nd dinner the next day at Ajisen. And I LOVE Ajisen *gush* We then made a pact to try every single Ajisen ramen flavour there is in 2009. This is solely to prevent myself from ordering the Volcano Ramen every damn time we go there.

Everytime we stay out late for dinner, or simply to walk around, Melvin gives the "our poor dog is home alone..." speech so our nights out are always cut short to go home, play with the dog for 15mins, then we plonk ourselves in front of the comp.
Thank you, Melvin, for the mood dampener. It's like I can't even go out and enjoy myself anymore without a guilt trip.