I know for some people Valentine's Day is a very serious holiday. I've seen lots of blog posts about how to love your spouse and children better and how to keep your expectations for the holiday realistic. Don't get me wrong, these are all great, and I've especially enjoyed reading all the "love stories" out there. I, however, have never cared about VDay. I have often exclaimed to my hubby how lucky he is to have snagged such a catch{wink,wink}. We don't usually go out because it's too crowded and we don't usually buy each other gifts because...well we just don't, I'm not sure why.
This morning though I woke up to this..
aaaaaaaa(lights shining, angels singing)
He bought me a Keurig and that's why he rocks! I love, love,love it!
Then for dinner he brought home this...
(again with the angels and the singing)
This is my favorite pizza on the planet. The grease on the outside of the box may explain why. This meant no cooking and very little clean up and that is also why he rocks!
I hope you all had a great Valentine's Day! Whatever that means for you.