That would have to be the first Valentine's Day after Katie and I was married.  I had bought ten different Valentine's Day cards and hid them throughout our house.  I gave her the first one after our meal at O'Charley's. In it, I had written a clue as to where the next one was.  She never got stumped.  She found every one, and the gift (You've Got Mail DVD and chocolates held by a stuffed Woodstock).  She loved everything, but the best part was knowing that it wasn't the gifts that made her love me.  I had known that long before that Valentine's Day.