Happy Valentine’s Day!
I love vintage Valentines, the kind we used to exchange under duress in grade school back when it was possible to buy cards that weren’t infested with whichever cartoon characters were on top of the marketing heap. Simple, dorky and cute. My favorite thing about this one is the misspelled word. Makes it extra charming, somehow.
Okay, this is as far as I go with this Valentine thing. The M.E. and I don’t celebrate it and we like it like that. There will be no heart-shaped food on the menu tonight, no flowers arriving, no pressure. While the other guys at his office are wondering if last-second gas station roses will get them out of trouble, my sweetie is having a guilt-free day. I like those old cards now, but back in the day the whole Valentine exchange was pure torture. I occasionally get my act together and send funky cards to my friends, but this is not one of those years. My act is not together. So this is what you get, a misspelled card on a web page. If that’s not enough, stop on by and Dr. Evil will be happy to give you a big Valentine’s Day smooch!
Note: There will be no Mystery Recipe this week because tomorrow I’ll be posting the February edition of Yarnival. If you were reading closely, you know I don’t have my act together, and thus cannot post a recipe today. I’m sure you won’t starve, though. You’ll have heart-shaped leftovers of some sort, right? Or there’s always pizza.
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