because nothing says "I Love you" like stale pink carnations with baby's breath and a predictable teddy bear that can only be truly relevant for ONE DAY. Plus, what woman actually WANTS a stuffed animal these days? Hello, this isn't kindergarten. Women really want this stuff:
Okay, maybe I went too far on that last one. What really matters isn't the fact that Valentine's Day is for cheesy card companies to make a profit or single people to drown their sorrows in a bottle of cheap wine and cry while watching Bridget Jones' Diary (as I might do tonight), its a reminder of our power to love and be loved by one another. Friends, girlfriends, boyfriends, families...love is universal. Who cares if you don't get a rose or a balloon or even a box of those terribly chalky candy hearts? Go and celebrate the fact that you are loved at this moment, and that you can love others too.
The Moral (to take a quote from Hugh Grant, who I'm sad to say will not be my valentine):
Love actually, is all around.