V is for Valentine

Valentine's Day went pretty much as I had expected it to...uneventful. I would be lying if I said that a small part of me didn't want some sort of showy event, but to be honest, I'm fine with just staying home. As long as Blue actually remembers that it's V-day I'm happy.

I made sure that I gave him plenty of hints for what I actually wanted. "Blue, aren't those nice cards that the kids got from their grandma? I sure do like those cards. They were so happy to get a card for Valentine's Day."

Blue got home from Academy carrying a card and my favorite chocolate bar (Lindt Ecuador Dark). I was happy to see that the man can take a hint. The card was perfect. Short and sweet. All I wanted was a card...and a glass of wine. What I didn't want was to feel horribly sick, which I did. I ended-up crashing in bed just after 9. Blue was memorizing the Criminal Code and I was supposed to be making sure he wasn't messing up, but I couldn't keep my eyes open.

So that was Valentine's Day. Blue cuddled-up with homework and me, sound asleep beside him.