Thursday, Feb. 15, 2007 - 3:22 p.m.

The Requisite V Day Entry

I suppose it IS required somewhere in the law of blog that one must muse about one's St. Valentine's Day and whether said holiday was a personal success.  So, here is my requisite entry.  I spent my St. Valentine's Day thusly:  The previous evening while hubby was out getting us some dinner, I put his gift on the seat of his car.  Said gift consisted of a sappy but cute card.  This is in and of itself unusual as I am not one to doll out the sap, rather preferring to exchange cards of a humorous nature.  Included with the sweet but sappy card was a box of candy called Longhorns, which were basically just turtles, and a bag of Sour Patch Kids, or as hubby prefers to refer to them, "The Kids."  He was very pleased with his loot and called me when he got to work to thank me.  I then schlepped The Destructor (our new name for Travis), and his sweet but sensitive newborn brother to a kiddo Valentine's day party hosted by one of the moms on the neighborhood online moms' forum I am on.  Yes, I am not proud to admit it that I have now gone totally domestic.  Oh well!  It got me out of the house which I soooooooo needed as this El Nino shit has GOT to go.  Are we living in Seattle?  I think not people!  The dreary weather has thrown me into all kinds of funkitude and its not pretty, especially to the hubby who must incur my wrath when it flares up.  Seasonal Affective Disorder?  Perhaps.  Probably.  Most Likely.  Whatever it is, it sucks.  I made it home and The Destructor crashed out with a bag of Tostitos by his side and one in his hand.  This itself is weird since he ingested no less than a pound of sugar at the Valentine's Day party just a couple of hours earlier.  But then couple that with several other wired toddlers and running amuck and I think it makes for a good way to burn off that fuel.  Hubby got home and asked if I had received anything to which I replied no.  He ordered me some flowers from FTD and they never got here.  Now its almost 3:00 p.m. on the 15th, and they STILL aren't here.  He apologized last night for the flowers not getting here, and I told him it was alright, that all I wanted for Valentine's Day was to get some sleep.