My boy brought me flowers when he came up to visit this weekend! It's the first time he's bought me flowers (well, if you don't count the three horrible carnations he bought me as a last minute Valentine's present). A half dozen pink roses- so pretty. I guess this past week he's been thinking about the fact that he hasn't been the good, run of the mill, typical boyfriend, so he's trying to remedy that.
He brought roses, unlocked my car door first, held the door, and did everything that I wanted to do, including making cookies and carving pumpkins.