(do you have "ohhhhhhhh's" and "ahhhhhhh's" and "that's so sweet's" you've been saving??)
(good, keep banking 'em. you're not going to need them here).
Valentine's Day was kind of a dull day this year. Mostly because I didn't do anything to make it not dull.
I had all these grand plans though.
First I thought about making a disgustingly adorable photo book of us with all the ways the Gregthief has stolen my heart.
But that was a bit too ambitious with just a week to prepare.
Then I thought of surprising the Gregstudent when he got out of class by hiding a note on his windshield wiper and leading him on a small scavenger hunt where he would collect little gifts and eventually find me waiting with a box of chocolates and a game or something we could play real quick (not much time on school nights).
But the Wal-Mart trip wherein I was going to buy all of that got cut short (see here) and I didn't want the Gregman to think he'd gotten a parking ticket.
So then I tried to simplify that and planned on just surprising him by being at his car with the chocolates and a love letter and a game.
But then, day of, he told me he wanted to workout after class and I didn't want to discourage him from that so I just went back to work and waited. I wasn't feeling super stealthy so I let him know we could just meet up at our favorite frozen yogurt place when he finished.
But then, after class, he wasn't hungry and we both were tired and couldn't decide what to do. It was Valentine's Day though so we agreed to grab drinks at the Sonic and just spend some time together. (annnnnnnd yes, we are the one's who killed cupid...sorry!).
But, on my drive over there I almost got in an accident...TWICE...when two vehicles blatantly pulled in front of me. (kyoomom/dad quit rolling your eyes...it was not my fault). I was so angry and shook up over it I vented to the Greglistener for 5 minutes, we sat in silence for another 5, and then just said good night.
After I gave him chocolates, at least. Never did get around to writing that love letter.
Am I a failure or am I a failure? I pretty much went home and cried myself to sleep* over the bad day and still being phone less. (i need to not let myself get so tired).
*not really, but almost
The best part was the Gregifter had ordered me flowers and they never got delivered. But don't worry. They came. Yesterday.
[picture of the good side...the white flowers in back and baby's breath(?) were falling to pieces]
They were probably really pretty fresh. Not so much three days late, smashed, and moldy. (fyi flowers can stink).
I think the only redeeming quality of the day was that I took off work early to spend 3 hours outside on a bike ride and run.
But really, I shouldn't complain. It was my fault I didn't get around to planning anything special. And honestly, for only the second time in my life (last year being the first), I had a Valentine. He's my favorite and I love him even more now than I did last year. As long as I have and can say that about my Valentine every year, I'll be happy.
And maybe I will get better at celebrating? I think last year was kind of lame too. Minus these, of course.
Sure do love you Bear!
Is that too mushy for you Morgie???
Have a great day :-)
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