Some people just wouldn't see the romance in bailing on a fancy, planned Valentine's date to saw and drill and stain a ton of wood for some wedding centerpieces and then going to American Fork Zupa's covered in sawdust and people watching for 2 hours. (There was some type of high school preference dance going on or something. Poor tortured teenage souls! Lucky on-looking us!) Anyway, I think the point is that I'm lucky to have him.