I hate the idea of Valentine's Day, because it (at least in its modern commercialized incarnation) makes people expect things on that day that should be done freely, and mean a hell of a lot more when done freely. The above is a good example. If I had expected something like this, instead of feeling a like a giddy puddle of purrs right now I would feel like I had guilted him into it and some part of me would be doubting the sentiment because it might have been forced.
yes, I know you're all probably sickened now. but I'm going to sit here in a pile of warm fuzzies and glow :)
also - robots!