Hey everybody,
Welcome to the day of commercial love. Show someone you care by purchasing them something they don't need. Unless you are planning to get your lady "The Notebook", and then in that case, she will love you forever.
We have been suffering in unsilence after our dodgeball tournament last Saturday. Did you know that running around for 5 hours chasing bouncy, red balls, and then fleeing from those same projectiles of pain, is an enormous amount of work. Because I didn't. Not even a little bit. A picnic, that's what I thought. With little cucumber sandwiches that have no crust. And lemonade.
So, what's new everybody? What did you do for Valematines day?
R
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Dad and I put together a robotic arm and did errands. Oh so exciting. Shoppers was all smelly due to guys getting perfume for their loved ones. Dad ended up getting for Oscar mom and Baby Phat for aunt moe (b-day was the 13th). That is about all, besides mom and I recovering from something or other. Hope your days were better.
~J
So, I spent all day complaining about the general lame-ness of "love" day and grunting at every soul that wished me happy Valentine's Day.
Imagine my surprise when I arrived home a tad early to find my husband in a frenzied panic making our house spotless and preparing me a gourmet feast with salad, asparagus, salmon, dessert and even wine! He even got me a mushy card!
I guess today is not that lame after all ;). The Bradley has restored my faith.
All together everyone, awwwww.....
And now for some walking.
T
My husband took the whole night off from homework! We had dinner together and even watched the movie we rented last iceage! It was awesome, now he has midterms...
Well, I taught til 7:30, waited 20 minutes for the bus, got home and ate cold meatloaf and potatoes that Matt had made earlier, came up with several excuses for not studying, watched Olympics for an hour and then went to bed. Yippee for V-day.
At least Matt made dinner, that's nice. He could have ordered pizza. Or in my husband's case, ate a few stale crackers before slinking into a corner to wait for his muscles to atrophy.
Yay for Ange! Out of lab before 10pm!
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