It’s a well known fact that February is the shortest month – and that it nearly always seems like the longest. Thus, the Powers That Be on our fair isle have decided to give us a holiday on the 2nd Monday of the month. This means a short week, a vacation the day after Valentine’s. Which is good, because after my post yesterday I basically spent my day in the most unromantic of ways. At one point we went over to my parents’ and gave Mom her birthday gift. My sister in law had bought a cake so we had some of that (I must say, store bought cake, especially heart-shaped store bought cake with that terrible plastic-tasting icing is about as pleasant as a colon cleansing). My nephews showed us how awesome they are at playing Wii stuff. Then we came home and I spent the rest of the day laying on the couch whining to Rob about my fever. Eventually I went to bed. I used my cellphone to call him (I was in the bedroom. He was in the livingroom) and demand a glass of water. It was such a romantic Valentine’s Day, you wouldn’t believe.
Today I’m hoping to sleep off the rest of this headache and get some laundry done for tomorrow. Maybe make the lasagne I was hoping to make for yesterday’s romantic Valentine’s meal. You never know!