By a stroke of luck and perhaps many trial runs, Cupid has finally found his target. This is the first of many years that hubby wasn’t out at sea on this very special day for romance. Although he had to work, he did take some time off to get me to my pedicure appointment on time. Not only did he do that for me, but he also escorted me to the commissary. We haven’t gone grocery shopping together in so long that Meg thought it was cute when we returned with a car load of groceries. She laughed and joked about us being romantic and shit stuff.

After shopping, I prepared lunch for the two of us (Italian turkey w/ lettuce, tomato and onions on 7 Grain Bread). We had a few minutes to spare before I dropped him back off at work and I went to my dental appointment.

My Dentist is the coolest guy in the whole dental clinic. He asked if hubby bought me anything special for Valentines Day. I told him nope because we are older and wiser now. I just can’t see spending an incredulous amount of money on flowers that will end up on the file cabinet amongst the picture frames only to be forgotten until they turn into miniature driftwood. That reminds me, I think it’s time I remove the present driftwood flower arrangement I have on the cabinet from a holiday (or birthday) that I don’t even remember.

Life is good.