Valentine's Day- so many ppl tell me that they think valentine's is stupid or only for those sappy teenage girls who picture that windswept prince on a white horse with his arms laden with roses, heart shaped chocolates raining down & maybe she will be loved playing in the background. For me it's just a day to remind the most important person in the world to me how lucky i am to have him in my life. Plus I love to make a big deal out of everything possible so it all works out prety good ( as i sit here with my new massager thing that Arthur got me for valentine's & no it's not one of 'those' massagers' & no not an indian slave, I'm still waiting on that....hint hint...you know who you are :P)anyways we were both off work that day so we spent the day together with Jaime. We went out to the mall where Jaime showed us that ketchup, fries, & gummies were a very balanced meal & that she could embarrass me fully by shouting to me in the bathroom that the lady in the next stall sounded funny peeing. We went to an aquarium & had some great coffee, & made it home in time to keep up with my tradition of heart shaped red velvet pancakes & french toast for dinner ( why spoil a great junk food diet day with anything healthy?) My little sisters took Jaime for the evening/night so Arthur & I could have some time to ourselves. We made some killer drinks & played 'if i was a redneck' which was one of Arthur's valentines day presents( along with the fuzziest softest bathrobe ever, really they must have killed hundreds of baby ducks or bunnies or somehting for this one, & some tensed out sexy boxers, but only i get to appreciate those, well maybe he does a little) PS the picture below might be misleading- those actually arent sexy boxers & as much as spray on abs worked for 300 this guy needs more than a little spray to sell these tighty whitey's , but arthur would never let me post an actualy pic of him modeling his boxers.Later on we started watching some movies that i had downloaded, but after watching 10 mins of each & getting bored enough to start daydreaming about real movies with real actors & real story lines, we called it quits & just watched scrubs. I made this bacon maple walnut ice cream to go with my key lime pie, which was more than the bomb. i gave some to my brother Chad who apparently rates it alongside his all time fav on the border's 3 sauce burrito ( anyone who has ever gone within a 100 mile radius of corpus with Chad knows how good it must have been.) ANyways all that to say I went to bed with a tummy full of the goods, a liver full of the even the gooders, a bed all to myself (& Arthur........ just not Jaime equaling the first good sleep in months), & a brain that still can't comprehend how much I have in my husband & how I only fall more & more in love with this perfect, sexy, sweet, caring, funny, hot, understanding, gorgeous man that i get to call mine. Babe, I love you & hope your valentine's day was as magical as mine. xxxx
So.......... i walked home yesturday & since i wasn't wearing pants (no that doesn't mean i was in my underwear ) & i was wearing weird toes showing cutting off circulation heels, after walking for 40 mins or so i started to feel the indescribable pain of frostbite eating my poor toes. yes poor me, but also not because who walks 45 mins home from work in heels & a skirt in the middle of winter, well apparently me (for the last time) & though somehow i have a feeling that i will find my repeating that with a wtf are you doing voice screaming relentlessly in my head. sorry me that's what happens when your name is Priya
