Wanna start the work week by shaking things up a bit?
Feeling a little ..... naughty?
Then try this:
Wait till your boyfriend/husband/Significant Other emerges from his early morning shower, sometime around 7:09:32 a.m. PST ... when he's all damp and foggy and towel-wrapped and cutely distracted.
Make sure he hasn't had
any caffeine
yet. This is important. It helps if he's got an important 8 a.m. Sales
Meeting in 
Castro Valley, and you're both running
a little bit late. (It ALSO helps if you are perched on the end of the
bed in a tiny black nightgown and fresh Maybelline, looking dewy and
sincere.)
Look deeply into his eyes ... smile lovingly ... and say, with all the tenderness you can muster:
"Happy Valentine's Day, Honey. I love you."
And then sit back and *enjoy* as he zooms through an AMAZING array of facial expressions -- incomprehension, surprise, confusion, denial, blind gibbering panic -- "No it isn't! No it isn't! It's NEXT week!" -- all within the space of approximately three and a half seconds.
[Try it! It's fun!]
Of course, you've gotta let the poor guy off the hook more or less immediately. Especially if you love him and you don't want him to drop dead of a guilt attack, right there on the bathroom floor. And especially-especially if you want roses -- or that five lb. Tobler Chocolate Orange * -- when the real Valentine's Day rolls around, next week.