Entry FeedThis year I missed Valentine's Day. Almost completely.
The boys wrote the Valentine's cards, one for every classmate, and handed them out on Friday alone with a mini-chocolate heart.
I warned Husband on Saturday that I wasn't prepared for Valentine's day. Nada. No card. No chocolates. No gift.
He went out on Sunday morning, as is his MO, and came home with red roses and a card.
Still - I had nothing!
I thought about cooking him a nice roast for dinner, and then I caught Daughter's stomach bug and instead spent the ENTIRE DAY in bed with many trips to pray to the porcelain god.
I am pretty sure that it was my worst Valentine's Day ever. At least I am love.