a valentines tragedy

I know I'm a little late with the Valentineish post, but you already know how I feel about the day in general.

Still, I'll tell you, in more detail than you'd really care to read, just what happened on this day of all romantically laden days.

A treasure hunt is what. I had to find valentine cards, Shrek ones in case you were wondering, I'm still missing one. On said cards were expressions of love, and promises for acts of service. My favorite one of all, "good for one foot rub- both feet" That's generosity people. Especially since I mostly wear flip-flops and my heels are sort of crackly.

One thing that didn't happen, thanks to the mood killer called Girl Child, who popped up out of no where at the most inconvenient of times- I didn't get a good kiss- all day. I'm not talking a quick peck on the cheek either, I'm talking a good kiss where you sort of forget to breathe and stagger away with a silly grin on your face. Now there's a good tragedy, Romeo- Shcmomeo.