The Little Things are Important

....Such as knowing how to tie a bowtie:

....Or taking time to do stuff with your kids:

....Or pillowfighting your best friend.




















(and knowing that you totally won)






Two little happy things of my day so far:


I have finally tasted sunshine, I do believe -- there was a pinkish spot on my golden delicious apple, which I (probably stupidly) assume is from extra sun exposure.


It tasted exactly what I imagine sunshine should taste like if I could take a bite out of it.


Sweet, crispy and delicious.


Ooh, also, little happy thing #1 and a half:  I dropped half of said sunshine apple on the floor.  Dog did not eat it.  WIN!


LHT #2:  My Valentine sent me a Valentine.  Through the old fashioned 'merican postal service.  And it had puppies on it.


Heck.


Yes.


I will totally be your Valentine.


For a freakin' year if you want.


Or five.


Or seven.


Or maybe a zillion and ten twelve.


Puppy Valentines through the pony express have some crazy untapped power, if you ask me.

The Valenscrooge Strikes Again!

So you know how I went on the other day about how little I enjoy Valentine's Day?


That fact has not changed.


Although, I have to say...  I am blessed to have an amazing fella in my life.

This is him.


And like I told Facebook two nights ago, he listens to the words I don't say just as much as he hears the words I say out loud.


If that makes any sense at all.


Hopefully it does.


He's amazing and I could not ask for a better Valentine.


...He's also the guy I automatically think of when I see the beginning of UP!:

Anyways, happy Valentine's Day folks!  Do something sweet for someone today, romantical or not.  Because there's enough people out there who don't get Valentines.

ValenScrooge

I'm a bit of a Valentine's scrooge.

'Nuf said.

However, though I've said enough, I'm going to keep blabbering on about how stupid Valentine's day because I love to bore you just ramble like that.

It's not that I'm alone or that my boyfriend isn't perfectly wonderful.

Because I'm not.

And he is.

But there's just something about so many people not having what I have that makes me dislike Valentine's Day very much.  That, and all the massive quantities of pink and chocolate. 

Bleh.