It's so funny to think how last year I had just met Keith and knew I wanted him to be my Valentine (forever...wait, what???), but, sadly, didn't see him again for a few months after our initial meeting. To try and light a fire under him (oops, did I just say that out loud?), I'd sent him a Valentine in the mail - a card and a chocolate bar with a guitar on it. I thought it was very "breezy" and would hopefully help him realize I was his destiny.