The Kryptonite Holiday for Men

I am guilty of being jealous of the girl at the office who receives flowers on Valentines Day and then going home and starting a fight with my husband. I, like my good friend Dylan, believe that Valentine's Day is a commercial holiday that sends frantic men into drug stores in the middle of the night, hoping they can find something that will pass for romance b/c he completely forgot that this momentous day for his wife or girlfriend is now just hours away. So why the jealousy? I guess for me (and I would bet for many other women) Valentine's Day is a day that not only reminds me, but literally shoves in my face, how un-romantic my husband is. I too believe that receiving flowers, chocolate, letters, cards, etc, is much better on a random day as opposed to a corporate-made holiday once a year. But hoping that he will do anything romantic on a holiday, let alone a random day, is as likely as finding and owning my own Unicorn. So I suppose I'm guilty of the absolute ridiculous belief that maybe this year, on this one day that is reserved for romance, my husband will see the light and write me a letter, make me dinner, give me a "me" day where all the baby responsibilities are his without keeping score, etc. I've also heard that the definition of insanity is repeating the same action while expecting a different outcome... However, I'm pretty sure when you're handed a card with $300 dollars in it and Happy Birthday written at the bottom, romance is officially dead. Yes, I'm aware that $300 dollars is a lot of money, but I'm also pretty sure Julia Robert's character in Pretty Woman got way more money and at least had the option of leaving (well, without divorce papers).
I'm really not trying to bash my husband and make him seem like the biggest jerk on the planet. He is an excellent father, stable provider, and at times, can be quite chivalrous. I know that he loves me in his own way. Upon talking to several of my other friends in this same situation, this is more common then not. I think all women (and I'm sure some men) want to know that you hear us once in a while. For example, I think the most romantic gift I ever received (it happened to be on Christmas) was a copy of a really un-heard of movie that was so under the radar that it isn't even on DVD, only VHS. What made it romantic is that he knew I liked it and actually remembered me telling him I liked it. I don't think it cost him much money either. I guess I just want to know that even though men are supposed to tune women out, that my guy occasionally finds me interesting and intriguing and not the girl who brings him dinner and won't shut up during the game.
To those of you who are thinking..."Isn't she worried that her husband will read this blog?!" Nah, that would require enough attention for him to look at my blog, and then be interested enough to read this long post!!