It's snowing again. One cat is snoozing, one is taunted by the birds and falling flakes.
If only snow made me feel frisky or snoozy, it just makes me stir crazy. I want to bake brownies. Scratch that, I want to eat brownies. But there's only so many brownies you can consume, and only so many episodes of Sanford & Son you can watch without feeling....trapped by the frozen fluffy water that just won't quit it already.
Valentine's Day Eve I had a sleep over at my sister's house. Laughing at Voters in the 90's with their mullets, filling in the bubble for Clinton.
We watched Whip it and Couples Retreat. Which I promptly put on my "Must buy" list. We ate moist store bought Valentine cake.
With Lynsey, it was like a barrell of monkeyshines and hijinxs of laughter.
On Valentine's Day Proper, the two G'nos & myself went to Taco Bell/Pizza hut for Valentine lunch/dinner. My brother in law had his mind made up first, and ordered a T6 combo meal. The guy looked at him like "Oh the pressure...the costumer is always right...but we don't have anything called the T6...." That's when the giggles began. I couldn't make eye contact with Lyns. I couldn't. She said "Did my husband just order a T6?"
Her turn was up.
My sister proudly announced to the chap at the counter that she'd like a Fiasco Burrito. (Click it, I found a link to a coup for a freebie) Meaning Fresco. I couldn't even place my order.
I was laughing so hard.
I just had a vision of the burrito causing her to need a bathroom and stat, thus causing a fiasco. The more I thought the harder I laughed.
She kept saying Fiasco. I kept laughing.
After the Taco Bell Fiasco, they brought me back to my little apartment. I found Michael's hiding place for my Valentine. I was so careful not to peek until Valentine's day proper.
In there I found a festival of candy.
Even a heart shaped box that played "Baby I need Your Lovin'"
The card itself was funny, the sweetness he wrote inside brought me to tears.
I stood there with the card in my two hands, and felt like it was forever until I go to my husband.
I talked to him earlier today, he said he misses the sunshine. He's yet to see it in Germany. My little Seattle-ite is tired of the overcast...
While he is probably starting his nightly almost-bed-time rituals, I watch the snow rain down heavy and relentless....
Sounds like a fun time. I might need to see that movie. :)
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