Alan left the planning to me.. or as he put it "You make the reservation. I'll pay." Anyways, I took it upon myself to make a reservation two weeks ago for a really nice fresh seafood restaurant in the Port of Vancouver. It's supposed to have a fabulous view (and expensive menu shhh).

I told him no gifts but he says he has a small surprise. I'm getting him a pedicure on Saturday (he loves getting pampered but won't admit it). It's partly a Valentine's gift, and partly an "I"m sorry Keeva ate your shoes" gift.