Today was possibly the best Valentine's day I've ever had. But honestly, that's not really hard to do. Let's recap:
Vday 1986, 6th grade: puked on the way to school, as bus was pulling into school driveway. Many, many kids laugh at me (as if I didn't already get made fun of enough).
Vday 1998: blind date with Army guy in Killeen. How fitting is it that there is an Army base in a town that starts with the word "kill"? Not a terrible day, just terribly awkward. He did give me a rose.
Vday 1999: searched for just the right card to give to oblivious boyfriend to profess my love. He's an idiot and I drive the hour back home crying.
Vday 2000: basic repeat of above, only more wine, shorter drive.
Vday 2001: boyfriend finally says he loves me...dumps me 2 months later. Takes years to recover.
Vday 2002: get stood up
Vday 2003-2006: spend night curled up with bags of chocolate and television
So as you can see, normally I hate this day. However, spending it with the cutest 3 1/2 year old in the whole world can change your view. We had great fun playing with legos and pretending to be monsters. And I even got a little bag of cookies he helped his mom make for me. So sweet. You can see why he is the propaganda child. Have you heard a 3 year old try to say "Elizabeth"? How can that not melt even the most Grinch like of hearts?
Now I'm off to snuggle with my sweety Lulu.